My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

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,"

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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.

Upon thinking about the possible relationship between Patricia and Charlie, Ellar lowered his head as a

surge of disappointment washed over him again. He began to wonder if this was why she had been

turning him down and rejecting all of his efforts at courting her. He even began wondering if he had

entered her life a little too late. If he had access to a time machine which would allow him to start over,

he would use it, hoping he would be able to meet her earlier.

He had never expected his tragic love story to begin with love at first sight. Unfortunately, it had been

nothing short of one-sided, with his love being the unrequited one. As things were, Patricia's heart

already belonged to someone else.

Feeling sad and heartbroken, Ellar continued to watch over Patricia with tears streaming down his face

in tiny rivulets. He simply could not bear the pain of letting Patricia go.

The next day, the sun rose bright and high over the mountains in the distance. After breakfast, Jared

and Nicole went to the hospital.

Patricia's condition was relatively stable. Although her wounds were still fresh, none of her injuries were

severe. Therefore, her complexion had improved significantly over the night.

After inquiring about her health, Nicole turned to Ellar with brows raised in suspicion. "Why are you

here so early in the morning?"

"I came last night and haven't left ever since," Ellar revealed.

Nicole furrowed her brows, taken aback that Ellar had gone out of his way to come over last night and

accompany Patricia until now.

"Ms. Riddle. I'm afraid I will be out of commission for the next few days," Patricia said, changing the

subject as she did not want Nicole to misunderstand what was going on between her and Ellar.

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.