Chapter 1845

Nicola closed her eyes wearily. She knew that there was no reasoning with a demon. Afraid he would call his men to cut off Cillian's legs and throw him into the sea, she fell silent. The silence made the atmosphere in the car unbearably tense and awkward. She couldn't see Silas' face from the back seat, but she felt the terrifying coldness radiating from him. He was furious, and an angry Silas was like a ticking time bomb. She could only hope that he would change his mind for Sylvia's sake. Even if Silas killed Nicola instead, it would be better than forcing her to become his woman and bear his children. Soon, Silas drove them to his mansion. As tomorrow's groom, he should have been preparing for his wedding to Sylvia. Yet he seemed to have forgotten about the wedding entirely. Nicola thought that the situation was absurd. The night before marrying his supposed beloved bride, he was forcing the woman he claimed to hate the most to bear his child. At this hour, the maids had