My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

At the end of the workday, Patricia and Lulu came to get Nicole so they could all leave together.

Nicole glanced at Patricia and asked, “Are you heading to Martin’s lab for your treatment today?”

“Today?” Patricia blinked, remembering that it was indeed supposed to be today.

“Martin said you missed the last appointment too. You would’ve forgotten again if he hadn’t reminded you. Why?” Nicole asked, her brow furrowed.

Patricia lowered her head. “I got caught up with some urgent stuff last time, n She had indeed forgotten this time, too, as she had been preoccupied with the issue of the raw materials.

“Even if there’s work, you could ask someone else to handle it. Your face is more important,” Nicole expressed concern. “Work can wait, but delays with your wound on face could cause problems.” “Ms. Riddle, I’ll go in a bit,” Patricia said, her voice dropping lower with what seemed like shame.

“Let’s head over. Martin mentioned today might be the last time for the medication change. I want to be there to see.” Nicole didn’t scold Patricia any further, simply urging her to move along.

“The last time? Does that mean Patricia’s face will fully recover soon?” Lulu exclaimed, surprised. “Then count me in, I want to see too.”

Nicole said, leading them to

let him know they were heading to

lab, where Martin and Cindy were already waiting for them, all set

expression seemed somewhat helpless. “You missed the last appointment; otherwise, today might

the last session, they would have seen a fully recovered

up with some stuff and forgot,” Patricia apologized, aware of Martin’s disappointment as

just take a seat,” Martin sighed, sounding resigned. “We’re

into her seat, ready for Martin to redo her

Martin put the medicine on her face and told

have some water,” Cindy handed

sat, sipped water,

lighter. If you don’t squint, you can barely see

it’ll vanish even more till you