My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2900

It was Ellar, who had witnessed everything that had happened in the ward.

With his heart crumbling in his chest, he asked himself. 'Why is Patricia so hard up about taking care of

Charlie? Are they just colleagues? Or...?'

A maelstrom of emotions began engulfing Ellar's heart, but he could not bear to leave. He had gotten

wind of Patricia's injuries, which she had sustained while she was out on her mission, and that was he

had come over.

With that, Ellar continued to stay there, waiting for her until she got up to leave the ward Charlie was in.

The moment she stepped out of the ward, her eyes widened in shock. "Why are you here?"

"I heard you got injured, so I'm here to pay you a visit," Ellar said, trying to maintain his composure.

He did not want to talk to her about what he had just witnessed, no matter how strong and intrusive his

impulses were. In fact, he was trying to hold it all in as his heart was withering from within.

Biting her lips, Patricia barked, "I'm fine. You should go home."

"Don't say you're fine, especially when you look like this. Go back to your ward and get some rest,"

Ellar insisted, his attitude unusually firm this time around.

After he had spoken, he grabbed Patricia by the arm and brought her to her ward.

Although Ellar was holding Patricia with a firm grasp, he still took care to be gentle, not using as much

force as he should, as he was afraid of hurting her again. And so, they sauntered on, with Patricia

resisting him every now and again.

Despite his gentleness, Ellar was able to maintain his grasp over Patricia, preventing her from breaking

free. She was, in fact, the most helpless she had ever been as he brought her back to where she

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Charlie frowned as soon as he heard the commotion from outside the ward, but before long, a sense of

relief washed over him. He was not opposed to the idea of Ellar being here to check on Patricia; under

Ellar’s supervision, Patricia would be able to get the rest she needed.

All of a sudden, Charlie heard a series of raps on the door.

As soon as the nurse stepped in, Charlie instructed, "You can just keep the things here and leave. I

need some rest. You don't have to worry about me. If anything happens, I'll call for you."

"Sure." The nurse nodded and left after tidying up the ward for him.

Feeling exhausted, Charlie laid his head on the pillow and fell asleep thereafter.

Meanwhile, Patricia was left with no choice but to rest under Ellar's command.

"You may leave now," Patricia said, rolling her eyes at Ellar.

She was annoyed that Ellar had the temerity to threaten her.

In a calm voice and with a blank stare, Ellar replied, "Who said I was leaving?"

"Why aren't you?" Patricia asked, wondering if Ellar was going to stay here with her.

"You need someone to take care of you. How can I possibly leave?" Ellar shot back, standing his

ground.

His insistence led her to roll her eyes again as she argued. "I don't need anyone to take care of me. I'm

fine on my own."

"Don't be a hero. You're hurt too, you need rest," Ellar finished, his tone solemn and stern.

Ellar was unwilling to believe that Patricia would be able to take care of herself in the state she was in.

What bothered him even more was that she had even gone out of her way to take care of others while

her body was riddled with injuries.

Thinking back at how caring Patricia was to Charlie, Ellar's jealousy began to engulf him. 'She herself

needs someone to take care of her. Why the hell was she taking care of Charlie?! Is Charlie really so

important to her?!'

The more Ellar thought about it, the more bitter he became. Still, he had to keep it together. He had to

maintain his composure. Patricia still needed to be taken care of, and now was not the time to dwell on

these things.

"What are you mumbling about?" Patricia asked with a frown.

It was only then that Ellar realized he had accidentally wondered aloud. Fortunately, his mumble had

been rather muffled. Otherwise, she would have heard everything, making her furious.

"Nothing, I was just saying that you don't know how to take care of yourself," Ellar quickly replied, trying

to brush it off.

He could not let Patricia know what he was thinking. Otherwise, the consequences would be

unimaginable.