My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2977

"Is Ellar's problem still not sorted out?" Jared asked, with a slight frown on his brow.

Nicole shook her head in response to Jared's question. "I just can't shake the feeling that something's

off," she admitted.

Sighing, she said, "I guess all we can do is wait and see." If there was really an issue with EIIar, the

truth wouldn't stay hidden for long.

The thought that something might be amiss with Ellar lingered in her mind. The mystery deepened with

Patricia's apparent unawareness of Ellar's recent activities. 'Wasn't he supposed to be with Patricia?

Why would he lie about that?' Nicole pondered, a frown creasing her brow as she mulled over these

questions.

Jared reached out, gently ruffling her hair in a comforting gesture. "Go take a shower and head to bed.

We'll figure out what's going on with Ellar in due time."

Jared, despite the oddities in Ellar's behavior, didn't seem overly concerned. He believed that whatever

Ellar was involved in, he had his reasons, perhaps reasons he couldn't disclose, which explained his

secrecy.

Nicole inhaled deeply, trying to ease the turmoil of her thoughts, and then made her way to the

bathroom.

The warm bath helped her relax, and before she knew it, she drifted off to sleep.

Jared, noticing the unusual delay, checked on her and found Nicole asleep in the tub, her cheeks

flushed with warmth. With a resigned smile, he gently lifted her out of the bath, wrapped her in a

bathrobe, and carried her to their bedroom.

Once nestled in the comfort of their bed, Nicole instinctively curled up, a peaceful expression on her

face as she slipped back into a deep sleep.

As Nicole curled up like a kitten, Jared couldn't resist smiling. He sat by the bed, gently drying her hair

with a towel.

Nicole woke up slowly and saw Jared. She smiled softly." Why didn't you wake me?" Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Jared put the towel aside and playfully ruffled her hair. "You needed the rest."

Nicole turned to face him, resting her chin on her hand." Now I'm not sleepy."

Her bathrobe slipped off her shoulder slightly. Jared's expression shifted subtly at her playful look.

In a deep, meaningful voice, Jared said, "If you can't sleep, I'm here to help."

Nicole, surprised, watched Jared come closer.

She thought about moving away, but it was too late.

In the next moment, Jared kissed her...

Three days whisked by.

Nicole fell into her regular pattern of commuting to work, the mysterious car from before now absent.

Each morning, Jared consistently offered Nicole a lift to Riddle Corporation.

Settled in the seat, Nicole posed a question to Max, her voice tinged with seriousness, "Any leads yet?"

"Seems like they're still playing it safe, just watching,” Max responded in a low tone.

"Then let's not dwell on it," Nicole replied with composure." We can't let this disrupt our lives."

Max paused, his voice carrying a note of uncertainty. "What if..." He trailed off, but inwardly he was

gripped by concern, thinking, 'What if they catch us off guard and you get hurt?'

Nicole, as if intuiting Max's concerns, reassured, "Don't worry. I'm tougher than I look, and you've

already set up security for me. That's why I've made up my mind about the Lanningbourg project."

"Are you sure that's wise?" Max questioned, his voice laced with worry. The project demanded her

presence for negotiations, a point that naturally sparked concern.

The task meant traveling to a foreign land, and the specific request for Nicole to be there in person

hinted at a possible hidden agenda.