Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Oscar’s Approach to Melody and Hannah’s Conflict

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“Come with me,” Oscar’s voice was calm yet resolute after he finished tending to Melody’s wound. His tone left no room for argument, and it was clear he had made a decision.

Melody tried to resist, but Oscar was unwavering. Gently but firmly, he guided her out of the room, not giving her time to put on her slippers. She was pulled along barefoot, her feet meeting the cold, unforgiving

floor.

The tension in the air was thick, Oscar’s frustration evident in every step he took. Kelly, still worried, followed closely behind as they entered the living room.

In the dining area, Hannah was setting the table with an upbeat energy, calling out to her son. “Oscar, you’ve been so busy lately. I barely see you anymore….

But as soon as her eyes landed on Oscar, holding Melody’s hand, her cheerful demeanor vanished, and she immediately rushed forward, attempting to separate them. “You’re still touching her? Don’t you know how dangerous it is? There are so many diseases in Solmaris–HIV, Ebola, you name it. You need to divorce her! She’s agreed to it, right? You don’t even know how many men she’s been with over there-”

“Shut up!” Oscar’s voice thundered with such force that it shook the air. His anger erupted–fierce and unrestrained. “Did Grandma and Grandpa teach you to speak like this about your son’s wife?”

Hannah flinched at his outburst, but she quickly defended herself, raising her voice. “I’m your mother! I made this entire meal for you; everything I do is for you!”

In a surge of rage, Oscar stormed forward and flipped the dining table over with one swift motion. The crash of it hitting the floor was deafening.

“I’m almost 30 years old! I’m married, and I have my own life! This is my house, and this is my wife!” Oscar shouted, his voice raw with emotion. “Why can’t you stand to see us happy? You just want to tear us apart, don’t you?”

Melody, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, instinctively took a step back, her eyes welling up. Her body was stiff with shock, and her tears started to flow as her emotions took over.

“I’m doing this for your own good,” Hannah persisted, pulling out her phone. “Look at this–someone sent it to me. She’s been doing things like this in Solmaris …”

She handed the phone to Oscar, her eyes gleaming with malice.

Kelly clenched her fists, already suspecting that Clarissa was behind the video.

Oscar snatched the phone from his mother’s hands and, without a second thought, slammed it to the ground. The screen shattered with a loud crack.

Hannah stood there, stunned, as she stared at her son, her expression one of disbelief. “You’re my son … I carried you for ten months, and now you’re defending a stranger?”

“She is my wife!” Oscar’s voice was fierce, trembling with the force of his emotions. “You gave me li nd I’ve put up with your manipulation for years, but you’ve gone too far!” He pointed at the mess on the floor. “This is my home. Every single thing here belongs to my wife. Who are you to throw it all around like this?”

“This villa was bought for you by me and your father!” Hannah screamed, desperation lacing her voice.

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Chapter 152 Oscar’s Approach to Melody and Hannah’s Conflict

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now on, you can have this house back. Melody and I will move out. And from this moment on, you can pretend I don’t exist as your son.”

He gripped Melody’s hand even tighter as he led her toward the door.

Tears streamed down Melody’s face as she silently cried. Was it anger? Gratitude? Or something else? She

wasn’t sure anymore.

“Y–you want to sever ties with me?” Hannah’s voice cracked, filled with disbelief and pain. “After everything I’ve done for you, and this is how you repay me? How could you be so heartless?”

Her words trembled with emotion, and she swayed as if she might collapse. The housekeeper rushed to her side, offering support. “Madam, please … your heart… You shouldn’t be so upset.”

Oscar didn’t look back as he pulled Melody toward the door, but Hannah’s shouting continued.

“Oscar, stop right there!” she yelled after them. “If you walk out that door with this woman, you’re no longer my son! I never agreed to this marriage, and now you’re ruining yourself!”

She was still desperately trying to control Oscar’s life.

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The truth was, some mothers don’t truly love their sons the way they claim to. If they did, they would understand the importance of respecting their children’s choices. But Hannah only saw Oscar as an extension of herself–an object to control. She couldn’t fathom his independence, and that need for control was stifling.

Oscar kept walking, holding Melody’s hand, until they reached the living room. He noticed her slippers among the scattered belongings and crouched down to gently put them on her feet.

He still hadn’t said anything to her, his head bowed as he quietly completed the simple act. When he stood up, his voice was softer than before.

“I couldn’t choose who gave birth to me, just like I couldn’t choose my family … ” Oscar said, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry for making you suffer like this. I’ve even considered letting you go, so you could be free.”

He wiped the tears from her face gently, his touch tender. “Let’s try to live differently. Can you … endure this one more time for me?“~

If it didn’t work out, they might have no choice but to part ways.

Melody’s body trembled, and she couldn’t stop herself from crying. Her heart felt heavy with confusion and