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

spencer to let him

lab, where Martin and Cindy were already waiting for

Martin’s expression seemed somewhat helpless. “You missed the last appointment; otherwise, today might have been your final

the last session, they would have

and forgot,” Patricia apologized, aware

seat,” Martin sighed,

easing into her seat,

on her face and told her to

some water,” Cindy handed out

sipped

scar’s already getting lighter. If you

vanish even more till you can’t see it