Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

Chapter 427 The Breaking Point

The Wagner Residence.

Patrick arrived home, bringing a bouquet of fresh flowers for his wife.

Hannah was in the middle of a face mask treatment when she saw him walk in. She rolled her eyes. "What' the occasion? You actually remembered to buy me flowers?"

"Isn't it Oscar's birthday today? It's a special day for the mother of the birthday boy, Patrick chuckled as he placed the flowers into a vase. Taking the scissors handed to him by the housekeeper, he carefully trimmed the stems.

Hannah scoffed and turned away in annoyance. "You never forget these so-called important dates. To outsiders, you look like such a devoted husband and father, like you love me, Oscar, and this family. But that doesn't stop you from having women outside and a bastard child, does it?"

Patrick sighed, looking at her helplessly. "You never let this go. How many years has it been? Every man makes mistakes. Sure, I'm not the most capable man out there, but at least I don't squander the family fortune. I've never touched gambling, drugs, or anything shady, have I?"

She shot him a glare. "Oh, save it. You remember your son's birthday, and I'll give you that. But I bet he's completely forgotten about it himself. Not even a single phone call! I still had to be the one to reach out to him."

The more Hannah thought about it, the angrier she got. Look at the time! Dinner's gone cold, and he's still not home. Not even a call! I swear, my whole life has been ruined by the two of you. One is useless, and the other is just as bad."

Patrick laughed, trying to soothe her. "I'll call him right now and scold him properly. No way I'll let him get away with ignoring his mother."

As he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared. He took out his phone and dialed Oscar.

No answer.

Patrick knew exactly what Oscar was up to tonight-he was leading the operation to arrest Ryan. Once he had enough evidence, he'd apply for an arrest warrant against Beau.

Since Oscar didn't pick up, Patrick called again.

Still, no answer. Patric chuckled and encouraged his wife, "Honey, Oscar has some grudge against me. He's not answering my calls. You call him and try again if he doesn't pick up the first time. It's just unbelievable. You call him, get through, and let me talk to him. This kid can't be spoiled; we must set rules for him."

She hesitated. "What if he's busy with/work?"

"Busy with what? It's his birthday. My guess? He's at home celebrating with Melody." Patrick knew exactly how to push his wife's buttons. He had spent years perfecting the art.

Sure enough, she grew annoyed and started dialing.

One missed call. Then another/

The more he ignored her, the angrier she became. "Got himself a wife and suddenly forgot about his mother? I nearly died giving birth to him, and he can't even call me on his birthday?"

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finally answered, sounding rushed. "Mom? What's wrong? I just saw your missed

was worried

now! Your mother is sick!" Patrick suddenly grabbed the phone, his

Did you take her to the hospital? I'm in the

don't care what you're in the middle of! Get back here now! If you don't, you might never see your mother again!" Patrick made

Oscar hung up, quickly briefing his

the operation had already wrapped up. Beau had escaped, and tracking him down would

uneasy. "Lying to him like this, are

you. Shouldn't a son put his mother first? If he only has eyes for his wife, is that acceptable?" Patrick spoke with righteous indignation as he massaged her shoulders. "Once Oscar gets home, just pretend to be sick. Let him feel guilty for a while. I'm going upstairs to take a quick shower and

She nodded hesitantly.

He opened his safe, took out an old-fashioned burner phone, and made a call.

they will, too." The voice

scenario, even the police must be dealt with. Beau knows too much. We

Patrick's voice was deep.

"Understood."

was lying on the couch, pretending to

What happened? Did you go

him. "Did you forget what

Oscar hesitated. "What day?"

birthday!" She sat up, her disappointment evident. "I just wanted to have a meal with you, to see you properly. But now that you've grown up, you

rubbing his/temples as he finally realized. "Mom, I've told you so often-I'm a police officer. My job doesn't have fixed/hours. If I didn't answer, it meant I was busy. And you tricked me into coming home

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now, but our work isn't like a regular

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point in explaining. "Mom, I'm not hungry. You eat. If you're really not feeling well,

Kelly's place-Beau might be desperate enough

today, and don't even think about returning to be with Melody. You must stay and keep me company. When I gave birth to you, I almost died. How can you be so ungrateful? All I want is for you to spend some time with me. Why is that so hard?" Hannah angrily slapped the

now. How long are you going to keep treating

then, his

suburbs. We're on our way there

be there soon. Be careful-capture

going?!" A furious voice rang from upstairs. Patrick stood there, glaring. "It's your birthday. Your mother

didn't even pause,