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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

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Chapter 2774

Nicole felt that both Patricia and Ellar's personalities complimented each other well. However, the question of

whether they could leverage that fact to build a connection was ultimately for them to answer.

With this in mind, Nicole looked at Ellar, feeling that his future would be full of uncertainties.

Meanwhile, Stanley was still driving Tia home. She was riding shotgun with her head bowed as she struggled with

the awkwardness within her. She had indeed planned to head home without joining the karaoke session, but she did

not want to go home with Stanley. With the two of them being the only ones present in the car, Tia could not help

but endure the crippling anxiety she was feeling at the moment.

"What did Cherry say to you?" Stanley abruptly asked.

He noticed that the way Tia treated him had significantly changed after her conversation with Cherry. It was as if

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Tia was purposely avoiding him, leading him to suspect that Cherry had said something controversial enough for Tia

to misunderstand him.

"Erm. l-lt's nothing," Tia stuttered, and lowered her head even further.

"Well, she must have said something,” Stanley pointed out, still confused about Tia's reaction.

Cornered, Tia bit her lips and whispered, "She said she was leaving."

"That's all she said?" Stanley questioned, wondering if Cherry had revealed anything else.

Tia could no longer answer Stanley's question, as she did not want to lie to him. She could not possibly tell Stanley

about Cherry's advice and explanation either. After all, Cherry had even exposed the fact that she cared about

Stanley. Stuck in this predicament, Tia chose to remain silent.

Stanley sighed at Tia's silence. He stopped pursuing her as he did not want to push her further.

"Cherry is indeed leaving. She has a boyfriend. I'm just helping her," Stanley said to himself, but it was also directed

at Tia. He was not aware of what Cherry had told Tia, so he had to take matters into his own hands and explain

himself. After all, it was better for him to explain to Tia than to rely on others.

Tia realized Stanley was explaining himself to her. His explanation made her heart beat faster, as she was shocked

and shaken by the fact he was clarifying things to her.

"I already have someone I like, but it's just that." Stanley paused and shot her a meaningful glance. "Well, she'll find

out eventually."

Tia unconsciously firmed her grip on her skirt while her face blushed. She knew Stanley for sure that Stanley was

talking about her.

"1-1," Tia began, wanting to tell him the truth, but she could not bring herself to say it.

Her heart was pounding like a bass drum in a heavy metal concert.

"Huh?" Stanley asked.

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Unable to understand her, he turned to look her in the eye.

It was then that Tia drew a deep breath and recalled Nicole's words, which had urged her to follow her heart.

And after biting her lip for a moment longer, Tia whispered," I don't like anyone else."

"I'm sorry?" Stanley asked, unable to hear her clearly because her voice was too soft.

With her face turning beet red, Tia hesitated for a while, wanting to say it again. However, she quickly gave up on

the idea.

This prompted Stanley to frown, pump the brakes, and pull over at the side of the road.

"What is it? Are you feeling unwell?" he asked with an affectionate look on his face.

"I'm fine," Tia said, shaking her head.

"Well, why is your face so red and your voice so soft, then?" Stanley questioned.

He figured that Tia might be unwell, and that she was just too embarrassed to admit it, so he reached out to touch

her on the forehead.

"I really am fine," Tia replied, attempting to evade any physical contact with him.

However, she was a second too late, for his hand was already on her forehead.