My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Suddenly, he caught a fleeting glimpse of a knife hurtling toward Patricia, and in a flash, he lunged toward the attacker who was holding it, and knocked it out of his hand.

Then, another one of the men grabbed Ellar’s arm, prompting Patricia to give him a swift roundhouse kick before pulling Ellar back to her side.

Patricia could instantly feel the pressure off her chest when Ellar was with her.

Although Ellar knew next to nothing about combat, his reaction times were quick. If anything, the two went on to coordinate their defenses and hold their own without allowing their assailants to take advantage of their positioning.

“Captain!” Patricia let out a sigh of relief when she heard a familiar voice.

Soon, two figures joined the fight, thus turning the tide against the men. The advantage even gave Patricia and Ellar the opportunity to retreat from the scene.

“Are you okay?” Ellar asked, his eyes brimming with concern.

Patricia shook her head without uttering a word, her gaze fixed on the men in black as her brows furrowed.

Once the assailants noticed that the tables had turned against them, they whistled, tossed a few gas grenades on the ground, and fled as the wall of fog enveloped their surroundings. They were gone long before the smoke dissipated.

Ellar’s bodyguards approached the duo. “Captain,

talk

their way to

dine in was close to BayCorp, making their immediate

BayCorp, Patricia instructed those two, “From now on, wherever he goes, you must stick to him

was unnecessary since they were not straying too far from the company building to have lunch. And

as she thought about the assailants. Then, she turned around, wanting to report back

before you return,” one of

does it hurt?” Ellar immediately panicked as he wondered why he had

“I’m fine.” Patricia replied.

wish to take care of her wound here. All she wanted to do

back into the office, turned to his secretary,

she had brought the box to Ellar, he

it to me. You may leave,” Ellar said