Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 100: A Realisation

"I didn't think you'd use what I gave you this way," Adam drawled as he lay on the messy bed with an easy, almost lazy look, with the television playing opposity him

His gaze, however, was anything but indifferent. It followed Melanie's every movement, as if she were the most captivating thing in the room, ignoring even the television. She felt like a prey unable to avoid the gaze of the hunter.

She'd even spent an entire hour, washing her hair and laying in the bath, just to escape the heat in his gaze. But when she'd come out, he'd been laying there, and she'd realized her hour had been wasted. She could still feel her blood heating up under his gaze.

Crossing the room, she reached for the towel draped over the chair, and pretended to be entirely focused on drying the damp ends of her hair. But even as she rubbed the fabric through the strands, she could feel him watching—waiting.

They had returned early in the morning from the waterfall, exhausted, but since then, Adam had not taken his eyes off her for long. No matter how much time passed, his attention remained fixed on her.

His mouth kicked up in a smile as she stubbornly refused to meet his gaze for more than a fleeting second.

Melanie felt restless, her skin tingling under the weight of his stare. The air between them crackled with something potent, something unspoken. It was a current neither of them acknowledged, yet neither could escape.

And despite herself, despite knowing better—she wanted to look at him. Even now, all she could do was feel the way his hands had roamed over her, the way he had stopped what would have happened. What she had wanted to happen.

She'd stepped back from him when he'd stopped them. And been utterly embarrassed that he had the will power to stop but she did not. Then, before she could have felt even worst, he'd gone ahead and pushed himself against her and whispered," I want you so much, Melanie... but only when you want me as much."

She'd been tempted to tell him that she did want him but, in that moment, staring into his eyes, she knew what he meant. If she wanted him, she would have to go to him, on her own. Not in the heat of the moment. Not because he'd seduced her and she was curious about him. But because she chose to.

And that had worked for her. She'd chosen to simply step away from him and lean against the bike, staring at the waterfall.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me? You really like that, I've noticed. Pretending that I am air." Adam asked as Melanie was engrossed in her own thoughts.

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"How dare I ignore you!" Melanie stared at him and shook her head," You are my benefactor. And no, I didn't think that Uncle Peter would react this way. The only reason I'd taken those to him to clear my name."

With a sigh, Melanie plopped down on the edge of the bed. Her world view had once again been changed.

When she had told Adam about her plan to see Peter over the weekend, he had given her the video and photo evidence telling her to do whatever she wanted to do with it. She had taken it, and once the shock of the contents wore off, she had been ecstatic.

If she could prove to him that she was not the one behind all the accusations of plagiarism, he would probably have been willing to let go of things, believing that presenting the truth would be enough.

But she had been wrong.

Painfully, laughably wrong.

In that moment, she'd realized that she had been viewing Peter Burskey through the glasses of her childhood. She'd believed that because he had been loyal to her grandmother, he was a good man. And he might have been but she now knew he was one to hold grudges and would rather remain blind to the truth.

The more he spoke, the more he made it clear that he had no intention of hearing her out, the more she had felt the urge to take the evidence back.

But then, something in her had snapped. In a moment of sheer pettiness, she had looked him in the eye and told him it was a gift. A gift so he could see, for himself, the truth—that the person he had trusted enough to sign that contract was the same person who had betrayed him. He wanted to show off his partnership with Madam Collins! Let him see the truth. That he'd done nothing but help the one who tried to destroy him.

She had not imagined that Peter would take things even further. Not only had he severed ties with Madam Collins without hesitation, but he had done so publicly, releasing the images and videos for all to see, ensuring that every stain on his reputation was wiped clean and stuck where it should be on Madam Collins. And now she was being sued.

But her mind was on something else as she turned her head to look at him. Adam raised an eyebrow at her.

"Why are you giving me that weird look?"

"How did you get the evidence?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere seemed to change. It was as if the man before her had changed. "What difference does it make how I got the evidence? I have my own ways."

That was it? That was all he was going to say?

Melanie narrowed her eyes. "That's not an answer."

His gaze towards her was now unreadable. The intensity and heat from before had shifted into something else—something distant. The weight of his stare no longer felt teasing or heated but calculating, as if he was judging her reactions...

And then, just like that, he looked away. As if the conversation didn't interest him in the slightest.

The shift unsettled her as she realized, all over again that while she was an open book to this man, she knew nothing of him.