"I specially visited the military base to meet him."
Franklin's face turned pale before he nodded. "I am sorry I overstepped the boundary."
Before Ivy could reply, Silas stared at Franklin and chuckled, "If that's the case, then leave. Don't crowd here."
Franklin glared at Silas, his hand itched, and his rational mind almost became clouded with rage. He wondered if beating Silas would cause Ivy to expel him directly from the base.
The mere thought was enough to pull his rationality back.
'No! I can't leave her side. As long as I stay by her side, then I might find an opening. Till then, I have to behave obediently.'
With that thought, he stared at Silas with a cool gaze, got on the scooty, and left.
Silas stared at Franklin's back before narrowing his gaze. He was all too aware of the gaze Franklin had given him.
The guy was waiting for Silas to make a mistake.
As if he would!
Yet Silas couldn't help but feel sour at the fact that Ivy had worn Franklin's jacket.
