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 the

shut, Ellar gripped the document tighter, a sense

really doesn't care about my feelings.' After lunch, Patricia hesitated for a moment, then decided to have a meal packed for Ellar

at the company, she instructed the secretary to deliver the lunch to Ellar's

“Take it away.

not eating,"

or you won't

Ellar paused his retort as he suddenly

the secretary repeated,

change

Ellar

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

aside the documents he was holding and looked at the meal

all." The gloom that had enveloped Ellar all

satisfied after his lunch, Ellar

you need me to