Chapter 150. Jealous Rage

Elena’s POV

I never thought I’d find myself standing in the middle of a quiet room, my hands trembling while my heart refused to calm down. And yet here he was…Philip…looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.

“You want me to marry you?” I asked, my voice barely steady, more a whisper than a question.

“Yes,” he said, stepping closer, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Tonight. We can go to the registry before midnight. By the time the clock strikes, you’ll be my wife, Elena. You’ll be a noble. You won’t have to worry about this trial, or anyone coming after you. You’ll be safe.”

I swallowed hard, my mind spinning. “But… I can’t. This is… insane. I can’t just…marry someone like this, just to… to save myself.”

Philip’s blue eyes didn’t waver. He took my hands in his, holding them tight. “Why not? Because of Eric? Wake up, Elena. He couldn’t protect you from Sara, and you know it. Do you really think he’s goin