Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Clarissa Issues a Threat to Kelly

Kelly froze for a moment, her thoughts racing, before her gaze met Zev’s. “You …”

She couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence.

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Zev’s actions were putting immense pressure on her. She had agreed to take part in a peacekeeping mission, but she hadn’t told Zev. He had no idea what she had signed up for. What would he do if something went wrong?

“Hm?” Zev noticed Kelly’s hesitation, a strange unease creeping over him.

“It’s nothing…” Kelly shook her head, trying to brush off her unease.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of a knock interrupted their moment. Zev, still leaning next to Kelly, walked slowly toward the door, the two of them together. He opened it to find a young boy standing there, holding a large bag of grapes. It was Gary’s son, Connor.

“My dad bought some grapes and asked me to bring them to Kelly,” Connor said, lifting the bag as if it were incredibly heavy.

Kelly smiled warmly, taking the grapes from him. “Please thank your dad for me.”

Zev, however, was less than pleased. “Hmph … don’t think a bag of grapes is enough to make me forget,” he grumbled. “My wife burnt her foot, and now the Commendation Conference is postponed–thanks to him.”

“Don’t badmouth people behind their backs,” came Gary’s voice from outside. Their homes were right next to each other.

Zev responded with a grunt. “I said it in front of him.”

Kelly chuckled softly, amused by the interaction between Zev and Gary. Even though one outranked the other, there was a strange mix of respect and defiance in their relationship.

“Come here. I need to talk to you,” Gary called to Zev, signaling for him to come inside.

“You go ahead,” Connor piped up confidently. “I’ll stay with Kelly. Nothing’s going to happen.”

Zev tousled Connor’s hair affectionately, grabbed his cane, and walked toward Gary’s room. Kelly felt a flicker of anxiety as she watched them go, hoping Gary wouldn’t mention their secret arrangement.

Their eyes met briefly, but Gary didn’t say anything. He led Zev inside and closed the door behind them.

Connor looked up at Kelly with wide eyes. “Kelly, are you a doctor?”

Kelly nodded.

“Can you help my dad?” Connor asked, his voice full of hope.

Kelly was taken aback. “Gary? He seems fine to me.”

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Chapter 149 Clarissa Issues a Threat to Kelly

Could he be dealing with something like PTSD?

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“He…” Connor continued, speaking more quietly now. “He washes his hands a lot, takes so many showers. The lady says it’s called obsessive–compulsive disorder,”

From what Connor was describing, it seemed Gary was struggling with some form of psychological distress, possibly linked to his past in the field. Kelly could relate–she too had dealt with trauma–induced challenges, though in a different form.

“Your dad really needs to see a psychologist,” Kelly said gently, feeling regretful. I’m not the right person to help with that,”

Connor sat down on the couch, looking lost in thought.

Kelly was about to wash the grapes when her phone rang.

“Hello?” she answered, her tone cautious as the number was unfamiliar.

“Is this Kelly? It’s Clarissa.”

Clarissa?

Kelly’s heart skipped a beat. “What’s going on?” she asked, her voice neutral yet wary.

“I just wanted to ask–what’s your connection to the Hardisons from Velrora?” Clarissa’s voice was probing, as if trying to extract information.

Kelly frowned, unsure of where this was going. The Hardisons? Is she talking about the massive conglomerate with industries ranging from heavy machinery to hotels? “Does this have to do with you, Ms. Lynch? Because if it doesn’t, I’m hanging up.”

Kelly was about to end the call when Clarissa’s voice dropped lower, taking on a more serious tone.

“The hospital just received word–the Commendation Conference is postponed until next Thursday. The hospital’s supposed to coordinate things now,” Clarissa said ominously.

It was clear that Clarissa had expected Wade’s influence to stop the conference from happening. That way, Kelly wouldn’t get a chance to say anything to the leaders even if she donated all her money, but the Hardisons had intervened, forcing a reschedule. The higher–ups had issued a new directive.