My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Ellar swallowed as stared at the basket of fish and chips, his cravings on full display.

“What’s up? Are you not happy with the soup you’ve been given?” Patricia raised an eyebrow and asked in a semithreatening tone of voice.

No, I love it.” Ellar immediately withdrew his gaze, about to consume a spoonful of the broth.

The sight of Ellar’s reluctant compliance left Patricia feeling both satisfied and relieved. ‘This dude doesn’t even pay attention to his own health.’ “I know you care about me, so I won’t deny that this soup actually tastes heavenly,” Ellar proudly said, before grinning in satisfaction.

Ellar’s sudden remark took her aback, causing her to choke.

“Are you okay?” Ellar handed her a glass of water in concern. “Here, have some water.”

Patricia stifled her coughs and took a few sips of water to soothe her throat before glaring at Ellar. “Let’s eat.”

“Sure,” Ellar agreed, before lowering his head and taking another sip of his broth.

orders like an obedient kid. However, there

then exchanged another mutual

insatiable curiosity in their hearts were in full swing, evident and insuppressible. From time

and June were looking at him. On the other hand, Patricia was rather vigilant. She could not help but feel awkward as she could sense what June

warned Ellar through gritted teeth when she spotted him

look at you?” Ellar asked without lowering his voice as

she could

to what’s going

don’t you consider him? I think you two are quite

little uncomfortable at the notion that she should get together with Ellar, shifted the subject. “If you don’t eat now, someone else might

and dug in, not wanting others to discuss anything remotely related to

as she observed how shy Patricia