Chapter 1513

Silas tightened his grip and slammed Nicola mercilessly against the car door with a loud bang. His dark, menacing eyes blazed with almost choking wrath. "Nicola, you've got guts. You've really got guts!" He was so angry that he kept repeating that remark. Each time he spoke, his gaze grew darker, more chilling. His massive palm moved up to her shoulder, squeezing down firmly while he stared at her pale face. He couldn't believe that she would rather let Cillian face public humiliation and imprisonment than bear his child. Was he so unworthy in her eyes? The more Silas thought about it, the angrier he got. He had always been good at controlling his emotions, but he completely lost it when it came to Nicola. No amount of reason could bring him back from his rage. His grip on her shoulder tightened to the point of nearly crushing her bones. It wasn't until he saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead from the pain that he snapped out of it. He reluctantly relaxed his grasp but di