My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Doretta watched everyone closely, her expression neutral as she continued eating, pretending nothing was wrong.

After dinner, Patricia departed.

Emma, feeling content, took Ellar aside.

"Well done, you've got a girlfriend now.

I can relax." "Yeah," Ellar said, relieved.

"When do you plan to get married?" Emma asked.

Ellar looked unhappy, forcing a smile.

"Mom, do you really have to rush this? I'm your son, don't you believe in me? Am I that disappointing?" "Of course not! You're not disappointing at all," Emma said innocently.

Ellar let out a resigned sigh.

"Then why are you so rushed about my marriage? Before, you were anxious when I didn't have a girlfriend.

got one, you're

be single forever." "T

you settle down soon."

if that's not really the reason, can you give me some time?" Ellar

marriage with Patricia now, aren't you afraid I might

casually, why are you all so worked

even if it's casual, please avoid asking, especially when Patricia is around," Ellar advised, still

assured, I understand," Emma

did

up, saying, "I'm going to

Mom and Dad." "Go ahead," Emma

returning to his room and completing his nightly routine, Ellar lay

a flame was flickering in his

expected Patricia to agree to come home with him, even if she later clarified it was just to pretend to be

him, it was satisfying enough; at least Patricia wasn't coldly rejecting

the guest room, Doretta took out her

the door, she dialed a number

"Noted," Doretta said firmly into the