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.

moment's hesitation, she

the document tighter, a sense of desolation washing over

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

secretary

“Take it away.

not eating,"

you won't hold up." "] don't care about

need to listen..."" Ellar paused his retort as he suddenly

say?" "Patricia," the secretary repeated, still somewhat puzzled by

sudden change

Ellar sternly said,

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

alone, Ellar set aside the documents he was holding

care after all." The gloom that had enveloped

lunch, Ellar

know if there's anything you need me to do," he said, then quickly