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Chained: A Second Chance At Marriage

Chained: A Second Chance At Marriage

Obsessed with her sister's best friend, Cassandra orchestrates a desperate scheme to trap Hades into marriage through a pregnancy he never wanted. But her dream quickly turns into a cold, domestic hell. Hades remains hopelessly in love with her sister, Klare, treating Cassandra with nothing but venom and disdain. Can love really come after marriage? Or will it bring nothing but pain? If you have a second chance at building your life again, will you take it or risk on a second chance?
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Chapter 7

Four years have passed and my life has been going well. It is peaceful and without many problems. With the help of Anne, I was able to start anew. I thought life would be hell without Hades in my life. I thought I wouldn't be able to escape from the pain in the past. But it turns out, I was wrong. I am so grateful to her because she took me in without any questions, and for that I'm forever thankful to her. Actually I can't thank her enough. Years have passed and I still haven't contacted my parents or reached out to them. It seems they also haven't tried searching for me. The last time Klare pulled a stunt of leaving home her face was quickly broadcasted all over the news. But when it was me...nothing. Sigh. But I'm not angry at them. I'm sure they have their reasons. Like just I do when I decided to leave for good. "I still can't believe the Baron requested for us to cook. In the past few years, you've really improved, Cassy, you even attracted the most influential man of this town." Anne said to me in amazement, smiling excitedly. I nodded while arranging the vegetables we bought from the market earlier. In the five years I've lived here, I've adapted to the lifestyle. The town is rich in all kinds of fruits and vegetables, not to mention the sea offers a lot of fish at the market, and their tourist spots are popular too. With the growing trend of doing vacations in provinces, I'm sure this town will get popular in no time amongst youths. "It's just a shame I can't go with you. My friend is asking me to accompany her!" She shook her head and stood up. "I'll leave you here for now. I'm going to water the plants first." She said and left the kitchen. I nodded and finished my tasks. When I was done, I called my son, Elijah, who was playing alone in the yard, carrying the teddy bear I bought for his birthday. Elijah didn't come from me. I found him underneath an apple tree crying while I was strolling. My heart warmed seeing him, I just couldn't turn a blind eye so I took him in. And now, he's a huge part of my life. I sometimes wonder how my baby would have been if he got the chance to live. They'd probably be the same age right now. My heart scrunched thinking of it. I shook my head, throwing the thought away. "Eli!" I called out when I got outside. I smiled at my son when he looked back at me. His wavy black hair and blue eyes shimmered under the sunlight, his chubby cheeks a little red, probably because of the sun. "Come here! Let's have a snack!" He frowned at me and continued what he was doing. I couldn't help but be reminded of Hades because of him. He's very grumpy and doesn't like playing with other children, but of course that's just because he's quite mature for his age, making me sometimes wonder who his real parents are. Hmm...perhaps he takes after them? I sighed and walked outside to approach him. "Eli, don't you want to eat?" I asked softly, sitting beside him. "I'll cook your favorite chocolate pie if you come with me." I said to him sweetly. He pouted. "You're only being sweet because you're leaving again. You'll be gone for hours and leave me with some babysitter again." My lips parted at what he said. "Shhh...don't say that." "Hmph! But it's true." He said, and his gaze lowered, looking away. I couldn't help but feel sad for him. He was going to be left behind again because I have to work. A month after I found Eli I opened up my own small restaurant. It started good, and over time, the demand got better and before I knew it, it became a huge landmark here in our town. Though I had to get a huge loan to get started, thankfully, I paid it all off just over a year ago. "Eli..." I stroked his damp hair, looking at him carefully. "I'm sorry, okay? But this is for us, too. Don't you want to go to school?" His frown deepened, and his eyes began to well up with tears. My heart ached at the sight. I immediately pulled him close and hugged him. He started to sob, so I closed my eyes. "I-I won't go to school anymore," he said with a cracking voice while crying. "J-Just please don't leave me. You always leave everyday. Eli is sad." It felt like a dagger had pierced my chest seeing him cry. I hugged him even tighter. "Eli, please try to understand for now, okay?" I blinked to stop my own tears from falling. "Don't you want lots of toys? I'll give them to you." Eventually, I managed to convince him. He stayed with Blare, our neighbor. She has kids of her own which is why I chose her to babysit so Eli can have friends to play with. I quickly drove my car to the venue since I was running late. I brought five of my crew with me all in uniform. I couldn't help but feel nervous because it looked like it would be a large party with high profile guests. Another part of me was anxious, because what if someone recognizes me? Even though I have changed myself, from the way I dress to the way I talk, I can't change who I am. Having been introduced to different powerful people by my parents I have nowhere to run if I bump into any one of them. I thought of just delegating this task, but I also realized that I can't keep running from my past. I own this so I have to toughen myself up. If ever I meet someone I know...then I guess I'll just say "hello?". Or probably make a run for it. I chuckled at the thought. "Phew! Cassy you can do this. Show those people you can cook!" I yelled like a lunatic as I sped up my car. We soon all gathered at the mansion of the Baron and quickly started cooking. "Make sure everything is perfect. The Baron doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of his guests, especially since big investors are arriving," the butler, Etien said, and we all nodded. I turned to my team and quickly gave a few instructions before everyone headed to their stations. Everyone was busy preparing appetizers and main courses. It was going smoothly at first but then the stress and tension soon caught up to us. When night fell, the guests began to arrive. We could clearly hear the sound of laughter and music coming from the garden where the event was being held. [Boom!] We all turned to the door to see the butler with an ashen look. "Sorry to barge in. But we're short on waiters, can someone please help me out here. I'm dying!" Etien said dramatically. I smiled at him, "Relax Etien, what do you need?" "Phew! Thank you, darling." He said then his expression shifted again. "Now take these appetizers outside." He instructed and gave me the new fresh batch of macaroons I just made. I took the tray and went out. I was amazed by the beauty of the garden. There were many lights and decorations all over the place. I greeted the guests with practiced enthusiasm and everything was going fine. Until all of a sudden, I bumped into someone. "Oof! Sorry..." I quickly apologized and turned to see the least person I expected to see. I almost dropped the tray I was holding when I saw him. He was standing a few feet away. His eyes bore into me as if he could see my soul. He still held that intense and domineering aura. I gulped. "Be careful." He said coldly as I felt water being poured all over me as I snapped back to reality. I quickly looked down and hid my face with my hair so he wouldn't see me. It seems he hasn't realized that it was me. Or perhaps he doesn't even remember my face at all. "Sorry sir." I said quickly, my heart racing. I quickly turned around and hurried back to the kitchen. I was gasping for breath, and my hands were shaking. As I was walking, I felt a strange feeling...a feeling I haven't felt for a long time. Fear. I couldn't be mistaken. It was him. He hasn't changed one bit. But what was he doing here? I thought he was in Manila, happy with his life with Klare? "Cassy, what happened to you? Why are you so pale?" Bea, one of my crew asked me in concern. I calmed myself down and showed them a smile. "Sorry, it's just crazy out there." I said, and they nodded, chuckling. "Yeah, a lot of influential people are gathered there. So it really must be suffocating, huh? Even for you." Luna, another one of my crew chimed in and I just bobbed my head up and down, still feeling restless. I then heard the door open and this time I felt relieved seeing the right person I needed to see right now. "Is Cassy here?" Jack entered the kitchen, smiling from ear to ear as he spotted me. He is the baron's son as well as my boyfriend, and most likely the reason why I got offered this rare chance to cook for them tonight. "Hey, are you okay? You look pale." He asked, cupping my face, looking at me seriously. I looked at him, and seeing his forest green eyes and soft warm smile made my heart warm, and slowly the tension in my chest slowly dissipated. "Nothing, just tired I guess." I said. "Then let's head up and get you some rest. I believe this is the last batch of your dishes, right?" He asked and my team quickly answered for me. "Hurry and take her away, seeing you all sweet makes me want to jump off a cliff. Bea said and they all laughed. I also let out a low chuckle and I followed Jack all the way out.
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