Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

Hubby 387

Chapter 387 Destined to be Rivals

Shawn's home decoration was minimalistic-pure and stark. Black, white, and gray dominated the space with the only touch of color coming from a few green plants.

The moment Kelly stepped inside, she felt it: cold.

Not in temperature, but in spirit. The house felt lifeless, like no one truly lived there.

"What's this, a funeral home chic?" Zev's mouth was as sharp as ever. The moment he walked in, he started criticizing Shawn's style.

His gaze landed on a large painting hanging on the wall-some bold piece of postmodern art. He couldn't understand it, yet he criticized it anyway. "What even is that? Looks unlucky."

Shawn's face darkened. If it weren't for his upbringing, he might've already thrown a punch.

Not that he could win in a fight anyway.

Zev, grinning wickedly, flopped onto the sleek sofa. "You know what this is? Widow vibes. It screams you will be alone forever. No wonder you're single."

As Shawn poured Kelly a glass of water, his grip tightened so hard his knuckles turned white.

Kelly watched, slightly worried he might shatter the glass in his hand.

"Mmm, Zev, why don't you go cook something?" Kelly suggested, pointing toward the open-concept kitchen.

It was spotless. Not a single trace of grease or food stains. Clearly, Shawn had never used it.

The fridge was cleaner than a showroom model.

Zev scoffed. "This kitchen? Brand new, huh? Never been used. And now you want my wife to cook for you? What's your intention?"

Shawn gritted his teeth. "I already asked my assistant to buy groceries. Can you shut up for five minutes?"

His head was pounding.

aftereffects of anesthesia. Everything felt like it was buzzing. "Know why you're always feeling weak? No exercise, You lack masculinity. You're all pale and have kidney deficiency at such a young

slipped from Shawn's hand and shattered on the floor. He

a glass. You have kidney deficiency for sure. I'm

your whole system is

Are you done?" Kelly-rubbed her temples and warned him not to start another

huffed and sank into

Destined to

the assistant

cooking. I'm skipping dinner. I don't have a death

to say. "With this interior design, if you did kick the bucket at least you'd

limit; he

arm. "You can't

Shawn freeze-and somehow,

The moment

cook," Zev offered, reaching for the

shaking in fear as he turned to

the bag and shot Zev a warning glare before

arrogantly. "She just wants

him and

one look around

a big splash, and competed with me at every turn. Just like that, you're stepping

Shawn would choose to

turn Shawn into a volcano. He would quietly take over the Wagner

how it always went in novels,

script. Not only had he taken a long leave, he'd also let go of his

Zev didn't get it.

said coldly. "With your talent and ability, I'll probably live long enough