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.

I just got one, you're asking about

like if I don't hurry up, I'll be single forever." "T didn't mean it like that," Emma said, noticing Ellar's

soon." She

can you give me some time?" Ellar asked, looking

might scare her away?" Dexter chimed

and said, "I was just asking casually, why are

avoid asking, especially when Patricia is around,"

assured, I understand,"

then did

"I'm going to rest

should rest early too, Mom and Dad." "Go ahead,"

his room and completing his nightly routine, Ellar lay in bed, struggling to

like a flame was flickering in his

to come home with him, even if she

was satisfying enough; at least Patricia wasn't coldly

in the guest room, Doretta took out

she dialed

for now." "Noted," Doretta said firmly into the phone