Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

Chapter 461 Patrick No Longer Pretends in front of His Wife

Patrick returned to the study, while Hannah sat anxiously on the sofa.

She nervously took out her phone, wanting to send a message to Oscar. However, the maid took away the phone just as she opened WhatsApp.

Hannah stared at the maid in shock. "Are you crazy? What are you doing with my phone?"

The maid no longer had her usual respectful demeanor and spoke indifferently, "Mrs. Wagner, Mr. Patrick has instructed that you cooperate. Right now, we should go to the hospital to get your wounds treated.

Hannah was momentarily stunned. A mere maid dared to speak to me like this? "Who do you think you are? You're just a maid! I can fire you anytime, and you dare take my phone? Give it back!"

Furious, she got up, trying to snatch her phone back.

But the maid looked at her coldly and pressed her back down onto the sofa with one swift motion.

Hannah was completely shocked. This maid is quick and incredibly strong...

All these years in the Wagners, she had hidden herself well.

Naïve and unsuspecting, Hannah had never realized that every servant in the Wagners belonged to Patrick. Every single one of them... was an elite mercenary-level fighter.

The maid spoke in a low voice, "Mrs. Wagner, it's best if you cooperate. We don't mean to hurt you."

Hannah struggled to accept the reality and lost control of her emotions. "Somebody! Somebody! Yuven! Get in here!"

Her sharp voice called for the butler and the other staff.

But no one responded. It wasn't until she started smashing things in the living room in a fit of rage that the butler, Yuven Tacker, finally walked in and spoke coldly, "Mrs. Wagner, you should go to the hospital first. Excessive blood loss is bad for your health."

Hannah stared at him in shock.

After living in the Wagners for so many years, this was the first time she felt that everything around her was so unfamiliar. Every person by her side felt like a stranger...

She turned and looked toward Patrick's study upstairs, desperately wanting to rush up and demand an explanation.

But the maid raised a hand to stop her. "Mrs. Wagner, Mr. Patrick is in a bad mood. Now is not the ti

Before she could react, Yuven had already pressed down on her shoulders and was pushing her toward e door.

Yuven gave the maid a meaningful glance. "Send a message to Mr. Oscar using Mrs. Wagner's phone. Tell him she's injured and make sure he comes back tonight."

Hannah stared at them in shock, trying to snatch her phone back, but there was nothing she could do...

With ease, the maid unlocked her phone, smoothly navigating to WhatsApp and sending a message to

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Oscar. She told him Hannah had fallen, hit her head, and needed him to return home.

She even took a picture of the wound on Hannah's forehead and sent it along with the message.

Not long after, Oscar called.

The maid pushed Hannah into the car, her gaze carrying a silent threat. "Mrs. Wagner, you know what to say, don't you? If you say the wrong thing and upset Mr. Patrick... everything in the Wagners will benefit that bastard child instead."

A smirk curled at the maid's lips. Her words dripped with meaning.

They all knew Hannah's weakness.

She sat there, frozen in fear, trembling uncontrollably.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that she had spent all these years living

under the control of Patrick and these servants around her.

They knew her too well. They knew exactly how to manipulate her.

She had always believed herself to be the lady of this house, the one in control, while everyone else was merely a servant.

But now, it became evident that these servants were the true masters, the ones operating from the shadows.

Even the very existence of Shawn and his mother might have been nothing more than another tool to control her.

Because for years, the only reason she had endured, obeyed, and remained compliant was her unwavering determination to secure everything for her son. As a mother, Hannah refused to accept that her husband had another woman and an illegitimate child. And even more so, she refused to let what rightfully belonged to her son be divided with that bastard.

So, subconsciously, she became a caged bird-controlled, manipulated...

With trembling fingers, she took the phone and spoke shakily, "Oscar ...

The maid watched her warily. Her eyes were sharp and menacing. Hannah was so frightened that even her breathing trembled. She choked back a sob. "I accidentally fell at home just now. I'm on my way to the hospital...

"Mom, is it serious? Which hospital? I'll send someone to accompany you. I'm on a might not be able to rush back." Oscar's worried voice came through. mission right now,

so I

Hannah glanced nervously at the maid, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

The maid remained silent, so she spoke softly, "Focus on your work. Just come home tonight when you're done...

She was already planning that once Oscar came back, she would find a way to secretly tell him everything.

"All right. Take care of yourself, Mom." Oscar hung up.

Hannah looked at the maid nervously.

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The maid snatched the phone away and got into the car. "Take Mrs. Wagner to

get her wounds treated:

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After returning from the hospital, Hannah sat on the sofa, still terrified.

Patrick came downstairs. His gaze landed her pale face and the fresh bandages. He spoke in a low voice, "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just lost control for a moment."

He reached out, as if to touch her wound, but Hannah instinctively flinched away in fear.

Patrick sat beside her, watching her closely. "As long as you behave and don't do anything to harm this family's interests, I won't abandon you."

Hannah looked anxiously at the maid standing nearby. "Who are these people? Why did they take my phone? What are you trying to do? You weren't like this before ...

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Patrick glanced at the housekeeper. "They're here to take care of you. Don't overthink it. Your phone will stay with them for now. It's for your own protection."

Hannah stared at him in fear. "You want to lock me up? Then why did you make me call Oscar back? You're not planning to trap him, too, are you? He's your son

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A sudden realization struck her. She regretted making that call before going to the hospital.

"A disobedient son needs to be properly disciplined." Patrick's voice was low and firm.

Hannah panicked, her voice trembling. "If you don't let me go out, my friends will notice. If they can't reach me, they'll come looking for me."

She was part of Seaville's wealthy wives' circle, surrounded by socialite friends. They regularly hosted afternoon tea gatherings-not just for leisure, but as a way to maintain relationships and connections.

In the past, Patrick had supported her participation in these gatherings. However,

if she suddenly stopped attending, the other wealthy wives would definitely come to check on her.

"Then send a message telling them you're sick and need to rest at home for a while." Patrick gestured for the maid to hand her the phone.

Nervously, Hannah took it, opened WhatsApp, and sent a voice message in a small three-person group with two close friends. "Celina, I hit my head and need to rest at home for a while, so I won't be joining the gatherings. Also, about that bag we discussed the other day, don't buy it for me-I suddenly don't like it

anymore."

The maid listened closely, scrutinizing every word.

Celina quickly responded with a question mark.

The maid's vigilance spiked.

Hannah hurried to add, "You don't have to keep wasting money on those luxury bags for me. At my age, I don't have many material desires anymore."

For a while, there was no reply Then Celina-finally sent a message, "Got it, Sis.

By the way, do you still want me to buy that belt for Oscar, the one you mentioned before?"

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Hannah immediately responded, "Yes, yes! Oscar doesn't have a proper belt.

He's hardly ever home as it is.

Seeing that neither the maid nor Patrick reacted, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Celina was not just a friend, but also a childhood best friend, deeply familiar with her. They often bought things for each other, so Patrick wasn't suspicious. But Hannah knew that Celina had understood her hidden message. She had never asked Celina to buy her a bag. She had never asked her to buy Oscar a

belt.

Her real message was clear-I'm in danger. Call Oscar.

And Celina's response was just as clear-I understand. I'll contact him.

But Hannah still feared that her son would return home, completely unaware of

the danger awaiting him.

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