My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2966

Initially, Ellar's condition seemed okay, but soon he turned pale and started to shake.

"Get the antidote, Cindy," Martin said quickly, worried.

Cindy handed him the antidote right away.

After giving Ellar the antidote, Martin used Nicole's golden needles to detoxify him. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ellar, who was almost out, slowly came back to his senses.

"Still not right," Martin sighed, relieved that Ellar was awake, but disappointed that the formula wasn't

working yet.

After resting a bit, Ellar felt a little better and said, "Let's take it slow. It's just the beginning."

He knew it wouldn't be easy and was ready for it.

"You should go home and rest. I'll figure out what's wrong," Martin told him, seeing how pale he was.

"No, I'll go by myself. My driver's outside," Ellar said, trying to stand up.

Watching him wobble, Martin helped Ellar out.

When Ellar got in the car, Martin said, "Rest well. Don't come tomorrow if it's too much. Take a few days

off."

"I'll be here after work tomorrow," Ellar replied and told the driver to go.

The driver started the car.

Cindy, watching the car leave, said, "He's really stubborn."

"I like his character, actually," Martin said.

He respected that Ellar was brave enough to go for what he wanted, not backing down even when it

was hard.

"I think all of us are pretty similar," Cindy said, looking at Martin and then taking out her phone. "Let's

order dinner like usual."

Cindy sensed that Martin planned to spend the night in the lab, so she was prepared to have dinner

with him there.

"Thanks," Martin said. "Just order for me. You should head home and get some rest."

Cindy didn't say anything and ordered food for both of them.

She knew Martin would be working all night, so she stayed to help him. She couldn't leave him alone.

Meanwhile, Ellar told his driver, "Head over to Patricia's place now."

"Got it," the driver replied and steered toward Patricia's apartment.

Looking at her lit room, Ellar smiled faintly.

'Hang in there, Patricia. I'll find a way to heal your scars,' he thought.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit Ellar, making him wince, but he

brushed it off, knowing it was all for Patricia's sake, which made it bearable.

'I can do this. Patricia, just wait for me!'

His phone suddenly rang.

Seeing it was Emma calling, Ellar, fighting through the pain, answered, "Mom."

"Ellar, are you still busy?" Emma's voice came through.

"Mom, I'll be late. Don't wait up," Ellar said, trying to sound normal, not wanting to worry her.

"What's keeping you? Do you need any help?" Emma inquired, her voice filled with concern.

"It's just work stuff, Mom. You wouldn't be able to help with it," Ellar replied.

Emma persisted, "It's not just your dad and me; you've got your cousins as well."

She was aware that while she and Dexter might not be of much assistance, the cousins might be able

to help.