Martin and Ellar were startled by Nicole’s suddent appearance.

Cindy, holding a tray, was so surprised that she dropped it, the noise echoing in the room.

Collecting himself, Ellar quickly covered his arm with a sleeve and attempted to sound composed, "Nicole, what's up?" Nicole looked straight at Ellar's arm.

"What happened to your arm?" she asked.

"I got a little hurt.

Martin's helping me out," Ellar said, trying to play down the pain, though his teeth were clenched.

Nicole raised an eyebrow skeptically, glancing at Ellar.

"Why does Martin need to personally handle a minor injury of yours?" Trying to change the subject, Ellar said, "Oh, it's just a small thing...

I was also checking on Patricia's condition.

Martin? I won't bother you then; I'll go." Without saying anything,

approached, Nicole suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling up his

else you want to share?" Nicole's voice

been angry, but seeing the wound on Ellar's arm, she understood his intention and felt a pang

it any longer, Ellar hung his head and said softly, "Nicole, I just wanted to Ads by Pubfuture help Patricia recover faster." "We

would we cope, and

come

from poisoning before, and we've

said, attempting to reassure her, but deep down, he knew Patricia's well-being

conversation, his voice tinged with guilt." This isn't solely his fault; I agreed to it as well." Ellar quickly intervened, "No, it was me

Don't blame him.

taking

really okay." He didn't want Martin to

of frustration in her voice, "Why keep it a secret from me?" She thought to herself

"You would have never

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