My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 3146

"What did you say? I didn’t catch that." Doretta noticed Ellar's clear displeasure, her own face losing some color at his reaction.

Before things could escalate, Patricia stepped in, "Jumping to talk of marriage is jumping the gun, don't you think?" "But Aunt Emma adores you. She's quite keen on the idea of you joining the family," Doretta couldn't help but smile again, trying to lighten the mood.

Noticing Ellar's continued annoyance, Patricia subtly pinched him as a cue to ease up.

"Ouch!" The pinch caught Ell ar off guard, making him grunt involuntarily.

"Ellar?" Doretta's confusion grew, looking between them for an explanation.

Catching Patricia's subtle cue, Ellar took a deep breath, attempting to soften his stance. "Like we’ve mentioned earlier, marriage isn't on our agenda for the next few years. Mom's on board with that decision, so it's not something we're rushing into." "Oh, I understand," Doretta replied, her smile returning. "Well, in that case, Ellar, you'll have to really look out for Patricia. It'd be a real loss if you let someone as wonderful as her slip away."

Ellar mustered a tight smile in response, choosing to keep his peace.

was wiser to hold back any comments that might inadvertently reveal his

restaurant Ellar had

rather than a secluded private room turned out to be a fortunate choice, considering the addition of Doretta. This setting made the dynamic less awkward

placed their orders, a palpable silence descended over the table. The lack of conversation lent an almost ghostly air

a foul mood, silently wished for the meal to end quickly

car ride, found it increasingly difficult to engage with someone as chatty as Doretta. For someone as naturally reserved as

Ellar and Patricia, chose

be coming back with you two. I just remembered I've got some errands I need to take care of." "Alright then," Ellar responded. He didn't inquire about the specifics

car drove off, her face turning notably

to a car parked along the road. After a cautious glance around,

matter?" Doretta's tone carried

you've started at BayCorp. Might you be in

a flicker of irritation, Doretta retorted, "I've barely gotten my foot in the door.

help seemed to her more of a complication than