My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Sean and Steve left soon after and returned to their own homes, while the others went upstairs to their rooms, one after another.

Meanwhile, Spencer had arrived at the hotel and there, he saw Icyln crying and trembling in a corner, her face drenched in tears. The sight left him in shock.

“Icyln, what happened?” Spencer quickly approached Icyln and asked her.

Upon hearing Spencer’s voice, Icyln looked up, and when she confirmed that it was indeed Spencer, she abruptly got up and threw herself into his arms.

“Ahhhhhh, why did you come so late, Spencer? I was so scared!” Icyln wailed.

“What happened? Please tell me slowly.” Spencer attempted to push Icyln away, but she held onto him even tighter.

“Hurry up, it’s right here.”

“Hey, isn’t that Spencer, the violinist?”

going on between

some photos. This is

of camera shutters emanated as the reporters snapped photos of them, and

pushed Icyln away, and with a stern gaze, he coldly asked the paparazzi, “Why are you

a feeling that this was not an ordinary sneak shot. Besides, Icyln had just arrived in San Joto. If this incident were to leak out into the public sphere, it would only damage her reputation. If

reporters. They had never seen him like this before. He usually

was the first time he exuded an intimidating aura, something which stood in stark contrast to what

expect Spencer to have such

Icyln weakly called

hid half of herself behind Spencer, looking

now, with the sight of Icyln behaving in such a way, their curiosity, which had seconds before been suppressed by Spencer’s

turned cold and sharp when he saw some people sneakily raising their

guilty, Mr. Spencer?” someone finally spoke

had come to check it out. Anything involving a celebrity would be significant news and could make the headlines of the entertainment section. However, what