My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2823



Chapter 2823

Chapter 2823

"Sure." Nicole agreed, as she did not mind the idea of having anything good for lunch today.

The instant the women arrived at the restaurant, they ordered a hot fondue fountain and dug in happily.

"Harvey must be doomed this time.” Lulu gloated with a smile plastered on her face.

"I guess so. But well still have to keep our guard up before everything has been sorted out," Nicole

reminded them calmly.

"Don't sweat it. We're at a crucial stage now, so we can't afford to be lax, even if we want to anyway,"

Lulu replied in a serious tone of voice.

"Yes." Nicole nodded.

It was not that she doubted what Lulu was capable of; it was just that they had to be extra careful

during such a crucial stage, which might make or break their plan.

After giving it some thought, Lulu added, "Thomas seems to be unusually quiet for the past few days. Is

he doing fine?"

"He's fine," Nicole answered in a low voice.

Indeed, there were no problems on Thomas' end. All that was plaguing him was this constant cloud of

gloom due to Harvey's sorry state of affairs.

Understanding what Nicole was trying to convey, Lulu opted not to further her queries. Instead, she

urged Nicole and Patricia to go ahead and eat up while their fondue was still fresh and tasty.

However, it did not take long before their peaceful lunch was interrupted by a call to Patricia's phone.

After getting a glance of the contact number on the screen, Patricia frowned and answered the call.

"What's wrong?"

"Patricia? Eliar has been refusing to attend his check-ups. He's suffering a fever now, and I'm not sure

what to do. Do you mind coming over?" Ellar's assistant said, sounding helpless and nervous while she

was detailing the situation to Patricia.

"He's got a fever?" Patricia asked with a shudder in her voice.

"Yes. I'm worried that there might be an infection in his wound since he has not been going for any of

his checkups," Ellar's assistant replied in concern.

Annoyed, Patricia sighed. "Why the hell is he not taking care of himself?"

"What happened?" Nicole asked Patricia. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Lulu then glanced over at Patricia, sharing Nicole's curiosity.

In response, Patricia simply pocketed her phone and turned to Nicole. "Hey, I'm heading to BayCorp for

a moment."

"Why are you going there?" Lulu asked, her eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"Ellar is having a fever, and we're not sure if he is having an infection in his wound or not. I'm going to

have a look." Patricia stated.

Though she seemed calm on the surface, her voice betrayed the anxiety she was actually feeling.

"Alright, you should go and check on him." Nicole nodded.

"I'll get going then." Patricia got up and hurried off.

Having seen how hurried Patricia was, Lulu turned to Nicole with a smirk plastered on her face. "Look

at how panicky she is. She must be worried."

"A wound infection can be major, though," Nicole reminded, although she was also amused by the

situation.

If anyone should know about this, it was Patricia.

"Oh well." Lulu inched closer to Nicole and lowered her voice into a whisper. "Do you think it's possible

that Ellar is just acting?"

Upon hearing the question, Nicole frowned. "Why do you say so?"

"Ellar is already an adult. He also has his own assistant, so the idea that he has fallen sick makes no

sense." Lulu explained, unable to shake the hunch that Ellar was putting himself through misery to get

Patricia's attention.

However, Nicole shook her head. "If he tricks Patricia, he will never get to see her anymore."

"Really?" Lulu frowned.

Still, Lulu could tell that Patricia was genuinely worried about Ellar, even though the situation should not

be as severe as Patricia had played it out to be.

After Patricia had left the restaurant, she sped off and arrived at BayCorp soon after.

The instant she entered Ellar's office, she marched up to the assistant and asked, "How is he?"


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