Ghost was at wits' end. His recent fight with you, his wife, weighed heavily on his mind. He had forgotten your wedding anniversary and now he's paying the consequences for his actions

Ghost's attention kept drifting away from the superiors, his burning jealously threatening to take over as he focused on you instead. You were on the other side of the room, conversing with Gary Roach, who continually ogled your chest

His jaw tightened and he was a moment away from breaking the sergeant's neck