Chapter 2 Marriage

"No, no, I was just curious..." Eliana quickly denied, afraid of accidentally offending Nicholom. "You need money, and I need a woman I can control, don't give me trouble," Nicholom interrupted her, seeming reluctant to say more. So that was it. Because she needed money, she would definitely obey orders unconditionally and not argue. After all, the medical expenses for her mother were astronomical for her right now. If she didn't agree to his proposal, her mother's condition could worsen at any moment. What would she do then? "I'll give you 24 hours to consider. Tomorrow at 12 noon, I'll be waiting for you at the Register Office. If you don't come, you'll bear the consequences," Nicholom issued the ultimatum and dismissed her. Hearing this, Eliana quickly opened the car door and got out. Watching the Bentley drive away, a gust of wind blew by, making her shiver from the cold, her body cold, her heart even colder. ... Looking at the Holy Matrimony in her hand. Eliana's mood was indescribably complex. Overnight, she had sold herself for a good price, transitioning from a single woman to a married one. Seeing them come out of the lobby. The assistant waiting outside immediately greeted them, "Congratulations, sir, madam." "Back to Yunhu Manor!" Nicholom commanded. "Yes, sir!" The assistant immediately started the engine. An hour and a half later, the car stopped. Eliana looked at the manor in front of her. She knew that the people living here were either rich or noble, completely different from herself. She felt like an intruder, appearing here suddenly. Located on a steep hill with a magnificent sea view, the architecture was primarily medieval in design, with exquisite interior decoration. The sunlight reflected off the glass walls, dazzling. Nicholom entered the manor and went straight upstairs, leaving Eliana at a loss, standing there helplessly. Inside the manor, because of Nicholom, the servants were also busy, but their eyes occasionally glanced at her. Because of Nicholom's thunderous methods, how cruel and arbitrary he was, every servant here had witnessed it. Nicholom was the third son of the Lom family's main branch, born not of the same mother as his older brother and sister, and rumored to have been born of his father and a woman of unknown origin. The Lom family was a noble family with a long history and immense wealth, but internally, it hid many complex relationships and secrets. But Nicholom's birth was shameful. Even those who were only slightly associated with the Lom family were more noble than him. At the age of eighteen, he was exiled abroad. From then on, Nicholom meticulously planned, biding his time in the shadows. Finally, several years later, he became the undisputed ruler of the family, a young commercial elite in the country, and eliminated his opponents. About half an hour later, Nicholom came downstairs. He walked up to Eliana and handed her an envelope. Eliana took the file bag with confusion, not understanding Nicholom's intentions. "This is the marriage contract. Take a look and sign it," Nicholom sat down on the sofa, crossing his long legs. Then he picked up a magazine from the coffee table and flipped through it slowly. Surroundings were quiet, Eliana couldn't decipher Nicholom's thoughts at the moment. She silently opened the file and quickly glanced over its contents, feeling as if she were looking at her own contract of sale. The contract outlined that Nicholom and Eliana agreed to marry, and after marriage, Eliana must unconditionally do something for Nicholom. After the task was completed, Eliana could request a divorce, and Nicholom would decide whether to agree based on the situation. If the two eventually divorced, Eliana would receive appropriate compensation. During the marriage, Eliana must fulfill her duties as a wife but would not be restricted from working, making friends, and other rights, and would not interfere in the decisions of the Lom family. At the same time, Nicholom would provide the best medical conditions for Eliana's mother and bear all the expenses. At the signature line for Party A, Nicholom's name stood out prominently. Eliana held the contract, feeling as if ants were crawling in her chest. He had only mentioned marriage before, not doing something. She hesitantly asked, "Something? What something? You didn't mention it before..." Nicholom closed the magazine and looked Eliana up and down. Eliana felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, as if she were standing naked in front of him. But she dared not resist, only avoiding his gaze. "In this world, who would do a losing deal?" Nicholom's words left Eliana speechless. She bit her lip, struggling to speak, "Breaking the law, killing and arson, I won't do it." Nicholom didn't speak, just stared at her without blinking. She felt like a drum was beating in her heart, wondering if he would agree or not. They remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, she felt that her argument was useless. Taking people's money, eliminating disasters for others, was just common sense. Thinking this, she didn't hesitate and leaned down to sign. After she signed the contract, Nicholom gestured for her to come over. "Come here." She hesitated for a moment, her steps faltering. "Come here. Today is an exception. I don't want to say it a second time," Nicholom's tone was very cold. Startled by his voice, she quickly walked up to him, accidentally bumping into the coffee table on the way. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, making her sit on his lap. Then he grabbed her chin and approached her face, saying, "Are you afraid if I drain your blood?" His strength made her cheek ache a little, and she couldn't breathe properly. Hearing his words, shock filled her eyes, and she stammered, "Blood... No... That's impossible." Nicholom smirked evilly, pinning her wrist to the sofa, but didn't proceed further or let her go, saying after a long while, "Remember, if you don't obey my orders, I will punish you severely." With that, he released her without any hesitation. Her body went weak, and she slumped to the ground.