Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law
Chapter 150: A Child

Chapter 150: A Child

The revelation that he could have a child somewhere was a shock to Melanie. Her mind was already scrambling to make sense of everything, but even so, she tried to stay calm. In this moment, she didn’t know what to think or how to feel about it.

On one hand, she could understand his reasons for letting Saira come close to him again, despite the risks, to find out the possibility of him having a child... But on the other hand, she couldn’t imagine Adam’s child being anywhere near Robert Collins. The man was ruthless, and the thought of an innocent child in his hands made her stomach turn.

And she knew Adam might be thinking the same thing. Until now, Robert Collins had kept Saira hidden so no one could have questioned her. And now that she was back...

"So, have you been able to find out?"

Another sigh, and Adam shook his head. "No. She’s always maintained that she lost the child."

And now... he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to find the child anymore.

He didn’t say that part out loud.

In the past, he had thought about it—long and hard. If there was a child out there, he had wanted to reach them, to protect them, to do what was right. It had mattered to him. He had told himself he would do whatever it took.

But now, things felt different.

Now, he was almost hoping there was no child at all. That it had been a lie. Or if there was a child... would Melanie be able to accept that? Accept him—along with the messy truth that came with it?

Could he even bring himself to tell her what he was thinking?

Would that make him a bad person?

He didn’t know. He wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

He was just about to ask Melanie what she would do if she were in his place, when his phone suddenly started to ring.

He let out a breath, half a curse forming on his lips, but before he could say anything, Melanie stood up and said softly, "I’ll go get it."

Her footsteps echoed softly as she walked away, and for some reason, Adam felt a strange emptiness. He didn’t like seeing her walk away from him.

A moment later, Melanie returned and held out his phone, which was still blasting loud music. Rather than taking the phone, Adam reached for her wrist and pulled her toward him so that she was sitting on his thighs this time instead... She stumbled slightly, but then, simply shifted so that she was leaning against the back of the couch.... her ass on his thighs sitting on him sideways.

Without breaking eye contact, he tapped the screen and answered the call on speaker.

There was a brief silence before the voice on the other end spoke, cautious and a little too knowing.

"I... hope I didn’t interrupt anything. Again."

Melanie’s eyes widened in horror as the memory of that very interrupted morning came rushing back. Max. The knock at the door. The flushed skin. The way she couldn’t even leave her room until a little while back. She blushed and immediately tried to get up from his lap, only for him to catch her and take the phone off speaker phone.

And then he grinned. But then, she could only stare in horror as he made a suspiciously low, breathy and satisfied sound before muttering, "What is your problem? You didn’t learn your lesson in the morning?"

Melanie gasped, about to smack his arm—or say something scathing—when he swiftly reached up and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shh," he whispered, voice low and playful, his breath brushing against her cheek. "Let’s not ruin the mystery."

Then, without missing a beat, he turned his attention back to the call, completely casual.

Whatever it was that Max called to say, he said quickly while Melanie was still seething... The moment the call ended, Melanie twisted in his lap and bit his hand, hard, making him jump and curse.

"Ow—! Okay, okay!" Adam laughed and yanked his hand back, rubbing it like she’d drawn blood. "You’re vicious."

She glared at him, eyes narrowed. "What was that, Adam? ’You didn’t learn your lesson in the morning?’ Really? And what did you mean by that sound?"

He tilted his head innocently. "What sound?"

Her jaw dropped and her voice climbed a pitch! "You know what sound!"

"Ohh..."He nodded slowly, as if only just remembering. "You mean the one that sounded like I was extremely... satisfied?"

Melanie’s cheeks turned red all over again. "You are impossible."

"And you," he said, tapping her cheek, "are very clever. So I’m sure you can figure out what I meant by ’interrupted.’ Or..." He leaned in, his lips brushing the edge of her ear, voice low and maddeningly slow. "If you want to hear that sound again—just to be sure—you and I can test the theory. Right here. Right now."

She slapped his arm. "You are such a—"

"Hmm.. You do know that if we had not postponed the ’dessert’ that was the sound that Max would have interrupted."

Melanie opened her mouth to deny it but then snapped it shut. That was indeed the truth. And she also knew that Adam was using this interruption to drop the heavy topic so she didn’t say much and simply harrumped and denied," I doubt that."

But he simply pulled her close so that her nose was buried in his chest and said," Liar. I know you are thinking about me kissing you just as much as I am thinking about kissing you."

"Ha! I am thinking about kicking you."

"Liar Liar. Let me check your pants for fire..."

And then with the audacity he has, his hands slid over her waist towards the edge of her dress to check....

With a loud shriek, she pushed Adam’s hand away and ran back to her room while she heard him laugh. There was no way she was going to let him just ’check’ her pants or anything like that.