Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355 Wade’s Regret

“Too bad you’re not me.” Kelly smiled. “Mr. Brooks, are you suggesting you want to marry Zev?”

Firshed

“Ugh, no!” Vincent’s face twisted as though he had just eaten something awful. “You do whatever you want.”

Kelly nodded. “Don’t forget your follow–up appointment next week”

Vincent’s cars turned red. “You woman, how can you say that with such a straight face?”

Kelly was momentarily taken aback. What was he implying? “I’m a doctor”

“Doctors are still men and women!” Vincent’s face turned even redder as he spoke.

“Well, if I suggested you see a male doctor, you’d probably refuse,” Kelly said, noticing how unreasonable Vincent was.

He is getting worked up over seeing a doctor.

And what exactly does he think I can gain from him?

Vincent pointed at Kelly but couldn’t find the words, then stormed off in frustration.

He looked like a naïve little boy.

After slamming the door as he left the security corridor, Vincent took a few steps before stopping, uneasy. He turned back, catching Kelly off guard.

“Did you forget something?” Kelly asked, holding her chest, still startled by his sudden return.

Vincent looked at her seriously. “Think about what I said. If they managed to start a fire this time, they’ll have other tricks up their sleeves next. You should lay low for now.”

“Thank you,” Kelly said with a smile and a nod. “I’ll think about it.”

Vincent seemed to relax a little, clearing his throat before adding, “If you’re in any danger or need help, I don’t hesitate to call me.”

Kelly was puzzled. Why would she call him if something happened? Shouldn’t she be calling her husband instead? And weren’t they supposed to be enemies in this situation?

“Don’t overthink it, and don’t get the wrong idea. I just… don’t want my private matters getting out, so I don’t want to change doctors. If something happened to you, I’d have to find a new one, and that would b a hassle,” Vincent explained proudly before walking off again.

Kelly nodded, thinking to herself that Vincent and his sister were really alike–so fiery and dramatic.

After Vincent left, Kelly was heading back to the ward when she walked in to find Zev glaring at her resentfully.

“What’s with the look? Acting like a jealous wife,” Kelly said, helplessly pouring Zev a glass of water. “What did you two talk about? Zev asked, clearly jealous, as he interrogated her.

“He suggested I divorce you, said being with you isn’t safe. The people behind this fire could go as far as

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killing someone next time.” Kelly replied without hiding anything, sharing the conversation with Zev.

“Seriously… Is he insane? My wife is none of his concern! Does he think he can just say whatever he wants? He’s a lunatic!” Zev slammed his hand on the bed, seething with anger and wishing he could curse Vincent’s entire family lineage.

“I can protect you…” After his outburst, Zev looked at Kelly with a touch of uncertainty. “You’re not thinking about divorcing me, are you?”

“No, I’m not.” Kelly shook her head.

She wasn’t going to divorce him.

What kind of danger hadn’t she faced? This was nothing. “But Vincent does have a point. The people behind this aren’t even concerned about the lives of all these rich kids. If they’re not afraid of making things worse, it shows they’re desperate and unstable. If they can’t protect themselves, they’ll do something even crazier, so we have to stay alert.”

Zev nodded. “We’ll be careful.”

Lockhart Mansion.

Wade sat in his wheelchair, trembling as he wrote something.

He pulled out a photo of Sylvester from his notebook, staring at it for a long time, unwilling to put it down.

“Sylvester, Zion really lucked out this time, saving someone by accident and building connections. Guess even a fool can get lucky,” Wade’s voice was weak.

“Do you still blame me?” Wade gently caressed the photo.

The photo was of Sylvester and Ken taken when they were in Montara.

At that time, Sylvester already had the confident, domineering aura of a CEO, while Ken still had the fresh, youthful energy of a teenager.

Ken stood beside Sylvester, smiling brightly.

It was clear that the old Ken used to laugh a lot, his smile full of warmth, yet the Ken now seemed to have lost the lively, carefree spirit he once had.

“I was wrong… “In the quiet of the night, when no one else was around, Wade finally let go of his pride and strength, trembling as he cried.

He sobbed, confessing his mistakes.

But even acknowledging his wrongs couldn’t bring his son back.