Chapter 1860

Silas' hands clenched into tight fists. His jaw locked. He wanted nothing more than to storm into Steven's rundown apartment on the outskirts of town and drag Nicola back to where she belonged. Even if Nicola wanted to seduce Steven, she could forget about getting anywhere with him! The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Silas scowled. He wondered what the hell Steven had that he didn't. That ungrateful woman, Nicola, would rather chase after Steven than him. He found it utterly unacceptable. The rage inside him threatened to boil over. Sylvia's face paled. She quickly rolled her wheelchair forward and clung tightly to his arm. "Silas, where are you going? Silas, today is our wedding. All these guests are here for us. Please, I'm begging you, don't embarrass me like this." Silas stopped in his tracks. He thought that Sylvia was right. It was their wedding that day. But for some reason, deep down, he felt nothing but repulsion. And yet, he couldn't just