Instead, he was grateful to him for saving Mika Summers back then.
Silas Kent lowered his head slightly and gave a self-deprecating laugh. He looked up, the emotion in his eyes no longer as sad and dejected as before. "I've decided to go back. My flight is in an hour."
"Aren't you coming back to the hotel with us?"
"I've already seen you at your most beautiful on your wedding day, so I won't go to the hotel. Take care of yourself, and don't let anyone wrong you."
"So, after you go back... will you come back again?"
"Probably not. But if you ever need me, I'll fly back. Anytime. Remember, no matter when, if you need me, I'll come help you immediately."
Even though it was highly inappropriate to say this at a time like this, a wave of jealousy washed over Tristan Grayson. He pulled Mika Summers into a tight embrace and said with a cold laugh, "Heh, my wife won't need your help. She'll have me from now on. You can just stay abroad and not worry."
