My Wife is a Hacker (Nicole Riddle and Jared) novel Chapter 2901

Chapter 2901

Patricia frowned, having a hunch that Ellar was not being truthful about what he had really said moments ago.

However, she did not push it as she did not want to talk about it.

"Go home now, will you!? I'm going to sleep. The doctor told me I needed my rest," she said in a bid to shoo him away.

"Oh yes. You shall rest. I'll just be here to accompany you. If anything happens, I'll take care of you," Ellar said.

He then sat down, hinting at Patricia to go to sleep while he watched her.

Patricia's lips began to twitch in irritation. There was no way she could fall asleep with him here watching her like a prison warden. Patricia figured that Ellar must have stuck around on purpose, as she really did not need anyone to look after her while she was sleeping.

Meanwhile, Ellar continued sitting by the bedside, frowning as he noticed that Patricia was still awake. "You said you needed rest, but why aren't you sleeping?"

Those words made Patricia fume. 'Don't play dumb, Captain Obvious. Gosh, the balls on him to ask me why I'm awake.'

Patricia then glared at Ellar and sneered. "I'll fall asleep once you're out of here."

"I said I'm going to stay here with you. Don't worry. You can sleep in peace," Ellar insisted with no intention of leaving.

Gritting her teeth in annoyance, Patricia closed her eyes. She did not want to look at Ellar, as the very sight of his face would only make her mad the more she looked at it.

Thinking Patricia had finally drifted off, Ellar smiled and tucked her in.

Patricia was still moody, and not wanting to dignify his actions with a reaction of any sort, she maintained her silence, pretending as if she had fallen asleep. By then, she was already feeling worn out. Being injured and in constant worry for Charlie had taken a toll on her, so she soon fell asleep.

Listening to her gentle breathing, Ellar sighed and continued to sit watch over her sleeping figure.

"I don't even know what you were thinking about. You're injured, yet you still insisted on taking care of another patient? Is he really that important to you?" Ellar murmured with bitterness.

Although Ellar felt hurt, he was still determined to stick around, as he felt that Patricia needed him. He could not leave her here alone, not until he was certain she was fine.

Looking at Patricia, Nicole smiled and replied, "You should take a well-deserved break. Lulu and I can handle the company."

"Thank you," Patricia said.

Deep down, Nicole knew that the reason she had decided to take a leave for a few days was to look after Charlie, not to give herself a break. Charlie's injuries were truly severe, and he would require at least a week to recover. As such, Patricia could only feel at ease while accompanying him.

After shooting Patricia a glance, Ellar came to understand what she was implying. Awash in bitterness once more, he lowered his head.

Sensing the palpable awkwardness in the room, Nicole suggested, "We'll check on Charlie."

"Okay," Patricia nodded, about to go over to his ward too.

The group of four then headed to Charlie's room, where they saw the man himself. His complexion was no longer pale, but he was visibly weak and wobbly still.

"Mr. and Mrs. Johnston," Charlie greeted, wanting to stand up as Jared and Nicole sauntered into his ward.