Thump… Thump…
Silas's heart pounded, and for a moment, he even thought it would pop out. The 99% assurity slowly transformed into 100%.
Ivy likes him! She does!
Ivy stared at his stunned expression, her eyes mesmerized by the unique shade of green and blue light in his eyes. Even Silas didn't realize that his iris color had changed for a brief moment.
Soon… these black orbs will resemble emeralds and become capable of intoxicating almost all the women out there.
Silas, who was high on his emotions, calmed down seeing Ivy's dazed expression. He wondered just how much she must have suffered to get 1000 crystals, and his heart ached.
"You… are you injured? If you show me, I will help you bandage it." Silas said earnestly, his eyes flashing with heartache and gentleness.
"No need. I am fine." Ivy shook her head, avoiding the gentle gaze. She changed the topic, "Um… Ronan… I wanted to ask when you would bring him to a secluded corner, along with Mark and Peter."
