My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Patricia thought, Besides, with so many people caring for me and by my side, I won’t feel any regrets.’ After Martin shared his tentative treatment plan, there was a mix of hope and concern in the room. Lulu looked sympathetically at Patricia, who was biting her lip, trying to muster courage. “I’m willing to try,” Patricia said, her voice firm despite her evident apprehension.

Martin, although not entirely confident, was optimistic. “This treatment combines the best ideas Nicole and I could think of. It’s not a guarantee, but it’s the best shot we have,” he explained, handing Patricia a bottle of medicine along with detailed instructions and precautions.

Patricia nodded, taking the medicine and agreeing to return in a week for a follow-up. She thanked Martin, who assured her that both he and Nicole were committed to helping her.

As they wrapped up, Cindy suggested they all have dinner together. Nicole agreed, offering to treat everyone as a thank you for their support. Cindy playfully insisted on paying instead, seeing it as an opportunity to relax after a successful meeting.

they were about to leave, everyone stopped in their tracks at the sight of Ellar at

visibly distressed, had eyes only for Patricia— or more specifically, her face. His expression was one of heartache, and he seemed

by his presence, quickly covered her face with a bandage and hid behind Nicole, her hands trembling. She was overwhelmed,

answers, approached Patricia. “What happened to you, Patricia?” he

dismiss his worries. But Ellar, persistent, was