Stella Grace was slightly stunned when she saw him.
Didn't he leave in the morning? Didn't he say that it didn't matter if she asked for a week's leave? He even threw her bag out of the car. What did it mean, him appearing here?
"Does the Chief have so much free time?" Stella asked bluntly. Her eyes were sharp like a thousand thorns, her voice unnerving.
Jasper Milton looked at her deeply. She could see her reflection on his pair of black eyes. He was silent.
Stella shifted uncomfortably. She grew restless.
Her intrigue was answered with cold, silent treatment.
So, she remained as silent as him.
The two of them stood face to face, the atmosphere growing ever more awkward.
In the end, Jasper spoke first in a soft voice. "Are you still angry?"
In fact, he had been so angry that he drove off immediately without her. But he did not return to the military base.
