My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Patricia’s gaze lingered on her arm, looking at the bandage he had applied. She bit her lip slightly, her fingers gently brushing the bandage, as if she could still feel his warmth.

After Ellar left, he let out a long sigh, soothingly patting his chest. It seemed to help a bit. For some reason, he had felt an intense panic, as if he was on the verge of losing control over himself.

“All those grand statements are just lies we tell ourselves,” Ellar muttered, shaking his head.

There was a moment when he truly wanted to take Patricia away, to leave everything behind, but he knew he couldn’t.

“What are you mumbling about by yourself?” Lulu’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ellar snapped back to reality, turning to see Lulu, “Nothing, I was just about to head back to BayCorp.” “Nothing?” Lulu raised an eyebrow slightly. “I heard something, though.” “Really, it was nothing. I was just thinking over this project.

That’s all,” Ellar stubbornly insisted, refusing to admit anything.

Lulu rolled her eyes at Ellar, sighing, “It seems you’ve really decided to give up.

you have

Ell ar was mumbling about, she was sure it wasn’t work-related

dared not show it, managing only a feigned smile. “I’ve got work to do

head

leave, Lulu then made

Nicole asked Lulu, having

has now left,” Lulu confirmed, approaching

gaze darkened slightly, aware that Ellar still couldn’t let go of

she chose not

what do you think will happen to

this matter but ran into Ellar

meaningfully, ‘He’ll only escalate his efforts.” “So, he’ll become