My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

It was Ellar, who had witnessed everything that had happened in the ward.

With his heart crumbling in his chest, he asked himself. ‘Why is Patricia so hard up about taking care of Charlie? Are they just colleagues? Or…?’ A maelstrom of emotions began engulfing Ellar’s heart, but he could not bear to leave. He had gotten wind of Patricia’s injuries, which she had sustained while she was out on her mission, and that was he had come over.

With that, Ellar continued to stay there, waiting for her until she got up to leave the ward Charlie was in.

The moment she stepped out of the ward, her eyes widened in shock. “Why are you here?”

“I heard you got injured, so I’m here to pay you a visit,” Ellar said, trying to maintain his composure.

He did not want to talk to her about what he had just witnessed, no matter how strong and intrusive his impulses were. In fact, he was trying to hold it all in as his heart was withering from within.

Biting her lips, Patricia barked, “I’m fine. You should go home.”

“Don’t say you’re fine, especially when you look like this. Go back to your ward and get some rest,” Ellar insisted, his attitude unusually firm this time around.

After he had spoken, he grabbed Patricia by the arm and brought her to her ward.

force as he should, as he

preventing her from breaking free. She was, in fact, the most helpless she had

as soon as he heard the commotion from outside the ward, but before long, a sense of relief washed over him. He was not opposed to the idea of Ellar being here to check on

Charlie heard a series of raps on

Charlie instructed, “You can just keep the things here and leave. I need some rest.

and left after

his head on the pillow and fell

no choice

leave now,” Patricia said, rolling her

was annoyed that Ellar had the temerity

a blank

wondering if Ellar was going to

How can I possibly

her to roll her eyes again as she argued. “I don’t

too, you need rest,” Ellar finished, his