Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

Hubby 148 Chapter 148 Kelly and Zev's Future Together 92% Finished Zev was in an unusually good mood, pacing around the room, restless energy making him move back and forth, Kelly watched him, unable to stop him and not bothering to try. She had learned that it was pointless to hold him back when he was like this.

"Zev... if you ever decide you want out of this marriage, please letknow first," Kelly said, keeping her voice steady as she observed him. She couldn't help but think about their future together.

At this point, Kelly no longer believed in eternal love. She didn't think any relationship could truly last through all time. When she was in Solmaris and even when she first cback to Seaville, she had thought love could withstand the test of time, that five years wasn't enough to change anything. But now, five years felt like it had lasted a lifetime.

In that span, Eric had remarried and started over with a new family-something that made more sense now that she reflected on it. How many five-year periods did someone have in their lifetime? "I've committed my life to this marriage. Why would I end it?" Zev frowned as he looked at Kelly, his voice tinged with confusion.

Kelly smiled faintly, shaking her head. "Let's just eat," she muttered, not wanting to dwell on the subject any longer. She didn't even trust herself these days, so how could she trust anyone to offer her a solid future? "If one day... you no longer want to be with me, please tellin advance." Zev's tone grew quieter, his earlier enthusiasm slipping away.

Kelly's words seemed to strike him deeply, and he couldn't help but wonder if she'd be as quick to leave him when the tcame, just as she had mentioned. A marriage, in his eyes, should be built on equal commitment, but was he truly secure in it? "Sure." Zev had expected Kelly to offer him scomfort, to assure him that she didn't want a divorce or at least give him something positive to hold on to. But instead, all she said was a simple "sure," as though she were genuinely considering the possibility of leaving him one day.

Suddenly, Zev stood up and mumbled, "I'm full... " as he began heading toward their bedroom.

Kelly instantly recognized the shift in his mood. Zev wore his emotions clearly, and it was impossible not to notice when something was wrong. Back in Solmaris, Lucas had once said that Zev was the type of man who hid his emotions well, but Kelly had always thought Lucas was just flattering him. Now, however, she could see it for herself-Zev didn't bother pretending around her. When he was happy, it was obvious. When he wasn't, it was just as clear.

Kelly spoke up as she started clearing the table. "You don't need to clean up. I'll take care of it. I can use the movement for a little exercise." After a while, Zev returned to the kitchen, dragging himself slowly, leaning against the wall for support. He stood in the doorway, watching her.

Kelly nodded as she tossed the leftover food in the trash and began placing the dishes into the sink. Zev limped over to her, tying on an apron before starting to wash the dishes.

Crash! 1/3 14.31 Fri, 2 May Chapter 148 Kelly and Zev's Future Together betrayed him.

☐☐11, 92% Finished Kelly could feel the tension radiating off him. She knew he was frustrated and that he was desperate to recover quickly. He hated feeling so incapable.

"Kelly ... tellthe truth: Am I just going to be useless from now on?" Zev's voice was raw with emotion. The pain he had gone through-those seven excruciating days, the broken bones, the injuries-had been like something out of a nightmare. Even after all the surgeries, how could he ever go back to the way he was before? Zev had always prided himself on his physical strength, especially his hands. As a soldier in special forces, his body had been one of his greatest assets. But now, after all that had happened to him, how could he continue doing what he loved? Even if he stayed in the military, in a less physically demanding role, there was no way he could go back to being the man he once was.

Kelly thought about the Zev she used to know-a man who would jump off high places just to show off how strong he was, someone who was always eager to prove his extraordinary physical abilities.

"Do you want sfruit?" Kelly asked gently, trying to change the subject and ease the tension.

Zev didn't respond right away. His gaze remained fixed on the shattered dish as he reached down to pick up the pieces.

"Zev!" Kelly cried out, rushing toward him to stop him, but it was too late-he had already cut his finger.

"Kelly ... it doesn't hurt," Zev said quickly, trying to downplay the injury, though his voice trembled.

He insisted that it didn't hurt, that his hand felt numb. But Kelly wasn't fooled. His hands had been crushed, and after all those surgeries, how could his nerves not have been damaged?

Kelly had always reassured him, telling him that, in time, his injuries wouldn't affect his future. But how Xture. But could they not? His scars were everywhere-on his collarbone, his ankle, his knees, his shins. No matter how strong his bones were, they had been broken and healed. There were too many permanent injuries.

If Zev ever considered a desk job or something that didn't require physical strength-maybe something like m driving it might work out fine. But if he wanted to stay in the military, or even beca police officer like Oscar, it would be a much harder road. "Zev, do you want to stay in the military?" Kelly asked softly, as she carefully bandaged his finger.

"To finish the mission... but I won't stay," Zev answered, his voice tinged He had once thought with bitterness. He.

he'd stay in the military for her, but E now, his body simply wouldn't allow it. Too many surgeries, too many metal plates and screws inside him. He had no choice but to leave. heart "Then how can you call yourself useless? You're not going to the Olympics or triathlons, and little Zev is as active as ever. How could you possibly be useless?" Kelly tried to keep her voice light, even though ached for him.

Zev let out a soft chuckle and leaned against her, his weight pressing down on her as he remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he spoke again, his voice quieter. "When you said you'd marry me, all the pain didn't matter. It was worth it."