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.

long as you have

exactly what Ell ar was mumbling about, she was sure it wasn’t work-related but something to do

sour twist in his heart but dared not show it, managing only a feigned smile. “I’ve got work to do on my

head

Ellar leave, Lulu then made her way to Nicole’s

asked Lulu, having

stopped by Patricia’s office and has now

darkened slightly, aware that Ellar still couldn’t let

determination, she chose not to

to Everett if his attempt on BayCorp

come to Nicole specifically for this matter but ran into Ellar in the hallway and noticed his odd

meaningfully, ‘He’ll only escalate his efforts.”