My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Patricia felt this was probably for the best, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ellar watched Patricia leave without hesitation, feeling a deep, muted pain in his heart.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Mr. Riddle, these are urgent," his secretary announced, entering the room.

"Just leave them," Ellar instructed, returning to his desk.

After the secretary placed the documents down and left, Ellar picked them up without hesitation and began to work, engrossed in his tasks for the entire morning.

Noticing Ellar hadn't left his office, Patricia approached with a puzzled look.

She knocked on his office door.

"Come in," Ellar's voice sounded from inside.

Opening the door, Patricia asked, "Aren't you going to have lunch? It's lunchtime." "I'm not eating," Ellar responded tersely, then returned his focus to the documents.

Patricia was taken aback.

a moment's hesitation, she closed

gripped the document tighter, a sense of desolation washing over

After lunch, Patricia hesitated for a moment, then decided to have a meal packed for Ellar as

she instructed the secretary to deliver the

“Take it away.

not eating," Ellar

or you won't hold up." "] don't care about who said so,

need to listen..."" Ellar paused his retort

who did you say?" "Patricia," the secretary repeated, still somewhat puzzled

change of

the secretary's confusion, Ellar sternly said, "Just

go now." "Yes, Mr. Riddle." After placing the meal box on the desk, the

he was holding

she does care after all." The gloom that had enveloped Ellar all morning

after his lunch, Ellar went to Patricia's

me know if there's anything you need me