My Wife is a Hacker

Chapter 3023

"Don't mention it, it's just a dinner," Ellar said nonchalantly, urging everyone to eat.

You could tell Ellar was genuinely excited, and his mood relaxed everyone else at the table.

"Then let me thank everyone," Patricia said, holding her glass of juice, her eyes filled with gratitude as

she looked around at the group.

The others, also drinking juice instead of alcohol, raised their glasses with a smile, reassuring Patricia,

"No need to thank US, just focus on your treatment. We believe you'll get better." "I will," Patricia

nodded firmly, determined to cooperate regardless of the outcome.

Then she turned to Ellar, her eyes sincere. "I still want to thank you."

She knew Ellar had helped her a lot without her knowing. If she hadn't stumbled upon it by chance, she

might never have found out.

Ellar let out a simple, hearty laugh. "As long as you're happy." This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

That was all that mattered to him.

But after Ellar said that, his expression turned a bit sad. He looked away, prompting everyone to start

eating.

Patricia tightened her grip on her glass, ignoring Ellar’s sudden change, and joined in the meal with the

others.

After dinner, everyone got ready to leave.

"I'll go back with Lulu," Nicole said as she and Lulu hailed a taxi.

"Okay, take care," Ellar called out.

"You too," Nicole and Lulu replied.

After a quick round of goodbyes, Nicole and Lulu left first.

Martin looked at Cindy. "We should head out too." "Sure," Cindy agreed, following Martin to their car.

Once Cindy secured her seatbelt, Martin said, "Finally, things are looking up. We can rest easy tonight."

Cindy smiled. "Yes, you can finally have some peace of mind." "Thanks for being there for me," Martin

said, his tone serious.

Cindy nibbled on her lip and responded, "Your thanks isn't what matters to me, you know?”

Martin was caught off guard for a moment. Awkwardly, he avoided Cindy's gaze as he started the car.

Cindy took a deep breath, steadying herself, putting on a calm fagade, and ignoring Martin's

avoidance.

Yet, beneath the surface, her heart carried the weight of unspoken emotions. She shifted her gaze to

the car window, lost in thought.

"I'll drop you off first," Martin muttered in a hushed tone, still avoiding eye contact.

He knew about her feelings, but crossing that line felt daunting.

Outside the restaurant, Ellar opened the car door for Patricia. "Come, I'll take you home."

After they got into the car, they drove quietly towards Patricia's apartment. The atmosphere felt a bit

awkward.

"Patricia, remember all the precautions. If you feel unwell, you must call me, " Ellar reminded her.

"Got it, don't worry, I'll be fine," Patricia replied, avoiding a deeper talk.

Ellar hesitated, then looked at Patricia, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Okay."

When they reached Patricia's apartment building, she got out and said," Thanks. You should go home

and rest." "Don't worry, I'm strong," Ellar reassured, patting his chest.

Patricia couldn't help but smile at his gesture and told him, ’Go home."

When she turned to leave, Ellar stopped her with a, "Wait a second."