My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Leave it,” Nicole told the secretary, her eyes fixed on the door. ‘Wasn’t that Patricia just now? So she must have heard what Ellar said.’ Once the secretary left, Nicole turned to Ellar and asked, “Are you really giving up? Don’t you want to give it another shot?”

Ellar shook his head. “It’s not that I don’t want to fight, but I can’t. If this is Patricia’s decision, I don’t want to complicate things for her. I just want her to be happy.”

Nicole sighed, saying, “Forget it. Sort it out yourself.” She figured if Patricia didn’t explain, there wasn’t much to say. She’d let Ellar figure things out on his own.

“What do you mean?” Ellar asked, a bit puzzled.

Nicole didn’t elaborate. She simply looked at Ellar and said, “You should go back to BayCorp.” “Okay.” Ellar checked the time and agreed, “Sure, I won’t keep you from your work.” “If you’re really set on this decision, change your current life. If you’re unsure, then figure it out yourself,’ Nicole advised before letting him go.

Outside Riddle Corporation, Ell ar sat in the car but didn’t tell the chauffeur to move. Leaning back, he stared at the gate, deep in thought.

words, but after careful thought, it seemed like there wasn’t anything

la r drove off, unaware of a slender figure appearing

in her heart. She had heard what he said to Nicole and initially thought to encourage him to give up.

her own cheek, Patricia bit her lip, then turned and

her, “Ms. Riddle, the project is on track now. We’re just waiting for the raw materials to arrive.

keep an

work, Nicole refrained from asking about personal matters. She felt it was best left unsaid for

Patricia seemed to be dealing with her own struggles, possibly

be watchful, so be cautious.” “I get it,” Patricia cautiously responded. She understood Nicole’s implication; if Everett decided to cause trouble, they

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and exited the