My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2734

'I wasn't even using much strength. How did I end up tearing her sleeve?' Ellar wondered.

Patricia's lips twitched, after which she forced herself to say, "It's fine."

Then, she opened the first aid kit and brought the disinfectant and ointment out.

Then, Ellar snapped out of it and went on to aid Patricia with her wounds, being exceedingly gentle with

her while he was at it. It was inconvenient for Patricia to do it herself as she only had one good arm, so

she resigned herself to Ellar's care. However, she also found his actions hilarious.

Still, she had to bite her tongue and endure it due to Ellar's confession earlier. She did not want to give

Ellar any false hope or lead him on, as she believed that they would not interact in the future anymore

once this mission was over.

After treating the wound, Ellar advised Patricia, "Be careful when you've gotten home. Don't let the

wound get wet, remember to change the bandages, and get plenty of rest."

Patricia listened to his barrage of advice, and after he was done, she defeatedly said, "Thank you for

the advice. I can take care of myself."

Having been through much worse over the years, a minor injury like the one she had just sustained did

not faze her.

"Wait a minute," Ellar called out to her again when he saw that she was leaving.

Puzzled, Patricia turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Put this on." Ellar handed his coat to Patricia.

After all, her ripped sleeve would just attract too much unwarranted attention.

"Thank you, I'll return it another day," she said.

Patricia did not decline the gesture this time, as wearing Ellar's coat seemed better than walking

around with her arms and shoulders exposed.

Then, she left, unaware that wearing Ellar's jacket would lead her to more unwanted scrutiny and

conjectures from others.

With a frown on his face, Ellar watched as Patricia left his office. 'How did she get injured?'

His face blanched the instant he recalled the events that had transpired after they had left the

restaurant. As it turned out, he had heard her groaning in pain when she was fighting their assailants

off, a detail which he had ignored.

Feeling remorseful, Ellar proceeded to beat himself up. He hated himself for being useless and

inattentive. Patricia had gotten hurt trying to save him, which he had failed to notice. At that moment,

he felt that he was nothing but a schmuck.

Meanwhile, Patricia went straight up to Nicole's office once she had arrived at the headquarters of

Riddle Corporation.

"What's this...?" Nicole looked at Patricia, who was draped in a man's jacket.

"Ms. Riddle? Ellar was almost captured..." Patricia started, and went on to recount the incident in detail

to Nicole.

She had hurried back just so that she could report this to Nicole.

"So you got injured because of this? How are you now?" Nicole turned to look at Patricia's injured arm.

"I've already taken care of it. It's nothing," Patricia replied.

"You should get some rest before going home," Nicole advised.

Patricia shook her head. "It's alright, Ms. Riddle. I'm really fine. Oh, and there's one more thing, but I'm

not certain if it's true."

"What is it?" Nicole frowned upon noticing how serious Patricia had become. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"I don't think those people are from the capital, and their techniques look as though they don't belong to

a single school. It feels familiar, but I can't confirm," Patricia explained with uncertainty.

She had carefully observed their moves, but she could not shake the strange, inexplicable feeling that

there was more to it.

"So you mean, by investigating their techniques, we might learn about their identity?" Nicole guessed.

Remorsefully, Patricia replied, "That's what I was trying to say, but unfortunately, I didn't manage to

discover anything."

She could sense that there was something fishy about the assailants, but as of now, she could not

confirm their identities.