My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Ellar’s eyes glinted with pain and anguish at Patricia’s response, but he gritted his teeth and followed her anyway. He could feel that Patricia’s resistance toward him was not as strong as he had expected, so he would do well not to give up now.

Once they were in the car, Patricia, her tone cold and indifferent, said, ’Sit tight, I’ll take you home first.”

After that, she floored the gas pedal, bringing the car out of the parking lot in a jiffy. Having anticipated how fast she would be going, El la r instinctively fastened his seatbelt and grabbed the handle.

On the way, Patricia was going at 80 miles an hour, making the atmosphere in the car quiet yet tense, with a nervous Ellar tightening his grip on the handle, his face scrunched up in fear and concern. He knew that Patricia was in a bad mood, and could not help but wonder if it was because of the confession he had made earlier.

After a while, Patricia took a right turn and brought him right to the entrance of BayCorp.

“Get off,” Patricia ordered, her voice still sounding somewhat cold.

“Okay.” Ellar, aware of her bad mood, obediently got out of the car, but not before dropping her a reminder. “Be careful on your way back.”

and stepped on the gas, speeding

watched her race off at breakneck speeds. At the

driver to tail Patricia from behind. It was only after he had followed her around for a bit that

doing on the outskirts at this time?’ And it was not until Patricia arrived at an open area that Ellar understood what she was up to. As it turned out, she was looking for a place to vent.

found a vast, empty stretch of road, Patricia floored the accelerator and sent the car forward at blistering speeds. Within her chest was a strong, disruptive force weighing down on her heart and gnawing away at her, and it was only by driving recklessly that she could

inexplicably restless. Concurrently, Ellar’s words were echoing in her mind, asking her why she simply could not give them a chance. Still, she could not be bothered to

returned to the Riddle residence. It was already late, and everyone had already gone to bed, making

bother Jared, who went on to hold Nicole’s hand as they

about Ellar and Patricia?” Nicole asked Jared in

something so out-of -character for a man as

forthemselves,” Jared said

trivial issues that were not his