My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Mr. Lincoln needs to get some rest now. If you’re worried, you can stay here and take care of him. I’ll be leaving now,” Spencer stated upon noting that Icyln did not want to leave.

He knew that Peter would not be able to take his nap if he did not leave, and that was why he was firm on leaving.

Reluctantly, Icyln agreed, “Fine.”

There was no point in her staying behind if Spencer was going home anyway.

“Mr. Lincoln, we’ll come to pick you up tomorrow,” Icyln said, pretending to be considerate.

“Sure, you should both go home and get some rest too,” Peter said, smiling at the two of them.

Spencer and Icyln left the hotel soon after, and on the way out, she saw her assistant who was approaching. She quickly shot her a look, and that was when her assistant immediately stopped in her tracks.

Satisfied, Icyln turned her gaze to Spencer and casually asked, “Spencer, where are you going?”

“Home,” Spencer uttered and headed towards his car.

onto Spencer’s arm and said, “Wait for

something?” Spencer stopped and looked at her with confusion

don’t have a car. Can you take me home?” Icyln grimaced as

around as if searching for

blanching, she began swaying as though she was about to fall over.

once.” Low blood sugar? Maybe

go home and get some rest,” Icyln replied with a weak and pitiful look as if she might collapse at

brows. He was worried that she

no choice but to take

placed a smirk on her face, a gesture which Spencer

Spencer’s car, and he drove her back to

was still hobbling, so Spencer had to

to the couch and said, “Rest here. There should be some chocolates under

I always keep chocolates under the

you have a habit of doing that, especially when your blood sugar is low,” Spencer