My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2911

Ellar was caught off guard, quickly composing himself as he rolled down his car window. Spotting

Samuel, he couldn't resist an eye roll and asked, "Why does it have to be you?"

Samuel, with a curious tone, responded, "Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing. What brings

you here? Why parked your car here?"

"Just gearing up for work," Ellar responded, attempting to sound casual.

"I might as well join you then," Samuel declared, opening the car door and hopping in.

Ellar shot him a look. "You're surprisingly free today, aren't you?"

Samuel shrugged. "Sort of. Had an event, but it was a no-go. Now I'm here, ran into you by chance." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

With no real alternative, Ellar started the car, muttering," Lucky me."

'Can't a guy even wallow in self-pity in peace?' he thought, a twinge of irritation surfacing. 'Is it too

much to ask for a moment alone with my thoughts about a love that never started?'

Samuel, picking up on the mood, tilted his head. "Something up? You seem a bit out of sorts."

Ellar grumbled quietly, "It's nothing," while secretly rolling his

eyes. 'Might as well face the music. It's not like my heartache's going to vanish overnight.'

"So, heard you were at the hospital a bit. Everything okay?" Samuel inquired, concern evident in his

voice.

Ellar's expression tightened. 'Why does he have to mention the last thing I want to talk about?' he

thought.

"No, you're mistaken. I've been at the office," Ellar answered tersely, clearly not interested in discussing

it further.

Samuel glanced back toward the hospital's direction.

"Ah, so you've been visiting someone there after work?" Samuel guessed, thinking Ellar might be

seeing Patricia. He didn't pry any further.

No serious issues between them, it seems. All good then,' Samuel concluded in his mind.

Ellar glanced at Samuel. "Don't you have somewhere else to be, even with your plans canceled?"

‘Out of everyone, why did I bump into Samuel? So frustrating, 1 Ellar brooded internally.

"Ah, don't even mention it, I've been abandoned," Samuel grumbled about his house being renovated,

his room taken over, and not having anywhere to go.

June was at work, and Samuel, usually alone at his place, now couldn't even return to his own home.

"That does sound pretty rough," Ellar raised an eyebrow and suggested, "How about we go for a

drink?"

"Drinking?" Samuel sounded surprised. "Don't you have to go to the office?"

"Missing one day won't hurt," Ellar reassured him. "So, are you coming or not?"

Samuel shrugged, "Sure, let's go. But you know I don't drink.”

"If you don't drink, what's the point of you coming?" Ellar asked, somewhat annoyed.

"I'm there to keep you company. You look like you could use a drink. I'll just have a soft drink or

something," Samuel said, seeing it as a way to kill time.

Ellar frowned, puzzled. "Why don't you drink?"

"Getting ready to be a dad," Samuel replied matter-of-factly.

Ellar ground his teeth in frustration, regretting he even asked. It was him who ended up feeling worse.

Soon, Ellar parked the car in front of a club, and they both headed inside.

Meanwhile, at the Riddle Corporation, Nicole had just arrived at the executive floor and stepped out of

the elevator.

"Nicole," someone called out, and she turned to look.

"Sean, Steve," Nicole recognized them and walked over.

"Let's talk inside," Sean suggested, pushing open the door to his office.

Once inside, Sean got straight to the point, "They've indeed arranged someone to pose as a lawyer to

get in touch with Uncle Damien."

"That's good to know," Nicole replied, a hint of coldness in her smile.