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 door and

door shut, Ellar gripped the document tighter, a

feelings.’ After lunch, Patricia hesitated for a moment, then

the secretary to deliver the lunch

“Take it away.

eating,” Ellar said,

lunch, or you won’t hold up.” “] don’t care about who said

Ellar paused his retort as he suddenly

who did you say?” “Patricia,” the secretary repeated, still somewhat puzzled

change of

secretary’s confusion, Ellar sternly said,

now.” “Yes, Mr. Riddle.” After placing the meal box on

alone, Ellar set aside the documents he was holding

she does care after all.” The gloom that had enveloped Ellar all morning dispersed

satisfied after his lunch, Ellar went to Patricia’s

need me to

and shaking her head at his

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