Chapter 1848

Silas believed that if Nicola were wise enough to submit now, he would swallow his pride and offer her another chance. However, even as his impatience grew, she showed no sign of yielding. Without her surrender, his pride wouldn't let him relent. He coldly threw her to the ground and ordered his men to take her to Steven. As they were about to lead her out of the room, he said again, his expression dark, "One last chance, Nicola! Be my woman and bear my children, or serve that piece of filth, Steven." "Mr. Burley, just keep your word and spare Cillian!" Without even glancing at him, Nicola left with Silas' men. Silas' fist smashed into the wall, blood flowing from his knuckles unnoticed. He only stared at the spot where she had vanished, his expression grim. He couldn't believe Nicola. In her eyes, he wasn't even worth as much as filth! The sharp pain in his hand did nothing to ease his fury. He destroyed everything breakable in the room, yet the suffocation in his chest re