Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 305: Headache Again

Melanie woke up with a blinding headache. Again.

She lay there, staring at the ceiling, her body heavy and her mind foggy and realized that she was in her office. As for how she reached here, she had no idea. And for what happened? That she already knew. She’d had another panic attack in the elevator.

The only relief was that it hadn’t happened in front of strangers or in the middle of the day or when she could have been kidnapped. It had hit while she was alone, inside her own building’s elevator so she had been relatively safe.

Now, with the worst of it behind her, three questions kept circling in her head. How had she gotten stuck in there in the first place because the elevator had been working just fine before that. Second, how had she gotten out? And third- why was she suddenly feeling so uneasy about elevators at all? She seemed to have a rouh idea, though...

Adam came into her view then as he leaned over her and she gave him a tired smile. Without a word, he held a straw near her mouth and she sipped thirstily.

And once she was done, she muttered the first thoughts in her head," I want to meet them. Can you make that possible?"

As expected, he didn’t ask her any other question about whether she was sure or not. Instead, he placed a hand on top of her head and gently patted her head,"You think this panic attack has something to do with your biological parents?"

Melanie shifted slightly, then pushed herself upright with effort as Adam leaned forward and hurriedly helped her. Her body felt heavy, every movement slow. In the next moment, she tugged at his hand to make him sit beside her. And once he did, she didn’t speak, just moved over and climbed into his lap, resting her head against his chest.

"I don’t know for sure. The thing is, I met that person before this happened the previous time and today, in the elevator, the same thing happened. I was thinking about him when the elevator stopped suddenly. And then, I started experiencing this again. I don’t know if it is related but the only way to find out is to meet them, isn’t it. Tell me, what do I do? Do you think it’s right to see them or should I wait until this mystery unravels itself?"

Adam sighed and shook his head, "I don’t know if there’s a right or wrong here. But I don’t see any harm in meeting them. It’s just a conversation. Nothing has to change unless you want it to, Melon and that is a fact."

She stayed quiet, thinking thoughtfully before she let out a sigh and closed her eyes, not understanding her own aversion to this. She knew she didn’t need him to mediate this meeting, but somehow, this felt important to her and confusing. Because meeting them and accepting their side of the story would mean that she would have to accept her grandmother’s role in this entire fiasco.

"There’s one more thing you could do first. Before you meet them." Adam’s words interrupted her thoughts, and she looked up at him in confusion, "What is that?"

Adam looked at her and said,"Find out your grandmother’s side of the story first."

Melanie straightened at that. Did he read her mind or something. But then she scowled," How do I do that? Its not like I have a direct phone number to the heavens to question her."

Adam grinned at that and kissed the tip of her nose, " Didn’t you say she left you a diary saying that if you wanted to know about your parents, she had written it all there. Maybe in that, she might’ve left something behind for you. Something that explains her side of the story."

That had her widen her eyes in realization. Yes! Why did she not think of that? She could do that.

She nodded," Let’s go to the storage and take that diary out. Once I know what she has to say, then it will be easier to decide."

Just as Melanie was about to slide off his lap and tug at his hand, Adam stopped her. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into place with quiet insistence.

"Not yet," he said in a low voice, "You’re forgetting something important."

She looked at him in confusion. "What?"

He held her gaze. "Don’t you want to know what happened in the elevator?"

Melanie blinked. For a moment, she’d completely forgotten about that.

"What do you mean?" she asked slowly. "What happened? Why did the elevator get stuck?"

Adam exhaled, and when he spoke again, his voice had lost its softness. It was tight, edged with restraint.

"Either you’ve made yourself a new enemy," he said, "or an old one just found you. The elevator controls were tampered with. That’s also why the emergency phone wasn’t inside."

Her eyes widened, but he wasn’t done.

"A few men showed up at the building earlier, said they were there for routine maintenance. No one thought to question it. If the client waiting in the conference room hadn’t made a scene about your delay, they might not have found you in time... because a few minutes after you were pulled out, the elevator fell down to the floor.

Melanie went still. She felt it now- the tension in Adam’s body, the rigid set of his shoulders, the way his hands had been placed carefully on her back. He wasn’t just upset. He was seething.

The stiffness she’d noticed earlier wasn’t about her request to meet her parents or the panic attack. It was this.

Someone had tried to hurt her. And Adam was holding it all in. Barely.

"Are you okay?"

Adam gave her a look and shuddered, his arms so tight around her that she could barely breathe," I don’t think I will ever recover from that scene of seeing the elevator fall and thinking you were in it."

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