Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law
Chapter 315: I Don’t

Chapter 315: I Don’t

"You don’t like me much, do you?" Melody asked, her voice breaking the long silence that had stretched between them as they drove.

Melanie turned her head slightly, giving her a measured look before returning her eyes to the road. "I don’t know you well enough to completely dislike you," she said, her tone even. "But I can’t say I like you either."

Melody raised an eyebrow. "You’re quite direct."

"You are too," Melanie replied, without missing a beat.

That made Melody smile. She leaned back a little, her fingers drumming lightly against her thigh as she studied the woman beside her. Her older sister. There was something guarded in Melanie’s posture, something unreadable that only made Melody more curious.

After a beat, Melody said, almost casually, "You know, I like Adam."

She watched Melanie out of the corner of her eye, waiting for a reaction—a sharp glance, a shift in her seat, maybe even a sigh. But there was none of that. Melanie stayed composed, her gaze fixed on the road ahead as she gave a small, almost indifferent nod.

"Hmm. I’ve noticed," she said simply.

Melody’s smile faltered just a little. She had expected resistance, maybe a cold stare, a warning, some trace of defensiveness. But instead, there was this-calm acknowledgment. No judgment. No challenge. No hint of insecurity or territorial jealousy. It unsettled her more than any sharp retort or bitter remark ever could have. Melanie hadn’t tried to protect her position or draw a line in the sand. She hadn’t even bothered to look surprisedor worried.

And that—that—threw Melody off far more than any warning Melanie might have given her to stay away from Adam. But there was nothing. Nothing except that calm nod and her eyes fixed forward, like she could not even be bothered about this.

The silence returned, hanging in the space between them like a veil neither was willing to lift.

A few seconds passed. Maybe more. Then Melody let out a soft sigh, her fingers curling slightly on her lap before she spoke again. Her voice was quieter this time, less teasing, more honest.

"I’ll get over it, you know," she said, her gaze drifting to the window. "You don’t have to worry. I don’t even know why I feel such a strong pull towards him. It’s not love or anything dramatic. I think... I think it’s the dependable vibe he gives off. Like, no matter what’s going on, he’ll handle it. He’ll show up. There’s something strangely comforting about that. And the way he is with Adir... it just makes him more real. I guess that’s rare and precious."

She paused in thought and turned her head away, thus failing to notice the sharp glance that Melanie sent her way this time.

Melody let the silence linger for another moment before speaking again, her voice light, but with a deliberate undertone, as if casually tossing a pebble to test the depth of still water.

"Don’t you ever feel... uncomfortable?" she asked, still looking out the window but clearly watching Melanie’s reaction through the corner of her eye. "I mean, the way we look. It’s not just similar. It’s identical. Same face. Same voice, almost. What if—what if someday Adam mistakes me for you?"

She glanced at Melanie now, her gaze direct, almost challenging. "It’s already happened once, you know. That time in the Club. He thought I was you when he hugged me."

There was a beat of silence, the kind that stretched with meaning. But Melanie didn’t flinch. Her hands stayed steady on the wheel, her eyes focused ahead and Melody realized that Adam had already told her about this. She felt a moment of discomfort then. She’d thought he would not tell something like this because it could have lead to a fight between them. But Melanie already knew...

Just when she thought to say something else, Melanie spoke up, "We might share a face and a body. But that’s where it ends. We’re very different people, Melody. And Adam knows that. He may have mistaken you for me once. But he won’t do it again.

Melody watched her, her smile more subdued now, and nodded slowly. "That’s good. That’s... really good."

The weight of unspoken things hung in the air between them. This was the warning that Melody had expected to receive. That come what may, Melody would not be able to come between Melanie and Adam. She thought to tell her that she won’t. She will definitely try to get over her irresponsibel crush, but ultimately she could not say it.

Because in the next breath, the car ahead of them suddenly slammed on its brakes.

Melanie’s eyes widened. "Hold on-"

She jerked the steering wheel to the left instinctively while hitting the brake, but the road was slick from the early evening drizzle, and the tires skidded. The vehicle spun sharply, and a split second later, there was a sharp, jarring crunch as their car collided with the side of the one in front.

The airbags exploded out with a bang, slamming into both of them with brutal force. Melanie’s head jerked to the side while Melody’s arms instinctively went up, covering and protecting her face.. There was ringing in their ears, a rush of static in their heads, and the pungent, almost metallic smell of the airbag powder filling their lungs.

"Mel—" Melody coughed, trying to gather her thoughts, her vision swimming.

Before either of them could properly register what had happened, the driver’s side door and her door flew open. Men in black hoodies yanked them both out by their arms. "Out! Get out now, the tank could blow! There might be a fire! There is already smoke."

"What- wait-" Melanie started, blinking as the lights of the other vehicles blurred around her but she was already being carried away to a car at the back by the good samiritan who told her," Sit here."

Melanie tried to keep her eyes open but her head seemed to be bursting and as she struggled to catch her breath, she noticed Melody being helped into the car too. Extending her hand, she caught Melody’s, trying to reach out.

In the next second, both women felt a pinch on their arms and soon found themselves losing consciousness as the car sped off the highway. The two ment who had dragged them into the car, looked down at the same face on the two women and exchanged a confused look. Which of these women was their target.

Finally, the man patted the face of one woman roughly and asked her," What is your name?"

She opened her eyes, trying to make sense as she was asked," What is going on? Where are you taking me?"

But her question earned her a slap that had her head snap back as the man asked again," What is your name?"

"Mel... Melanie." She gasped. The men exchanged a look and then the SUV soon slowed and Melanie was thrown out of the car, onto the side of the road before the car took off again.

Finally, the two men exchanged a glance and made a call," Sir, we have the woman you were looking for. Melody Thomas. Where should we deliver her?"

Soon, an unconscious Melody was taken to an abandoned air field, where she was placed in a helicopter and taken away.