Melanie Collins was the perfect wife—caring, strong, and dependable. For the last few years, she had managed her husband’s messy family, and business alone while waiting for her husband to return from studying abroad. But when he finally came back, Melanie’s world fell apart—he wasn’t alone. Along with him was his 'best' friend. 
Broken and confused about the change in her husband, Melanie didn’t know where to turn. And then she stumbled into another cold reality. Everything she had believed was a lie.
Seething with anger and humiliation, as she tried to come to terms with the betrayal, an unexpected person steps into the picture, intent on seducing her and conquering her.
The only problem? The man was her ex brother in law...
And against her better judgment, she is attracted to this bad boy...
But as Melanie tried to make sense of the changes, she discovered there was more going on than she ever imagined. Had both brothers loved really fallen in love with her? Or was she just a pawn in a bigger game?

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Since he had already been leaning against the table, he simply slid onto it, and with one swift motion, he hooked his boot around the leg of her chair and pulled it—pulled her—closer.The sudden movement made her jolt slightly, and when she looked up or rather when she looked ahead, she found herself staring directly at the zipper of his jeans... She looked up then and met his gaze.

He caught her chin," Would you like to check if I am only pretending, sweet melon?"Melanie stiffened. And then pushed back her chair suddenly, so that Adam almost lost his balance, as she stood up.

Before he could balance himself, she placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingers brushing against his neck. 

Adam stiffened, his eyes glittering as he waited to see what she would do next. And she, of course surprised him as her other hand, slowly settled on the inside of his thigh. And then, the hand on his shoulder started to move. Her fingers tracing the side of his neck before lifting as she shot a glance to the corner of his mouth. The little piece of metal glinting there. She flicked at it lightly, barely a touch, but Adam could feel the heat all over his body, as she leaned in close, her lips barely a few centimetres away...so that they could both feel each other's breaths…

She smiled slowly then. "Careful, Adam," she murmured, her voice playful, but carrying the unmistakable edge of a challenge. "Keep pushing, and I just might call your bluff."

Patrick froze. The voice was faint, broken but unmistakable. He turned sharply toward the hospital bed, his eyes wide with disbelief and relief.


"You're awake," Patrick said, stunned. "I'll go call the doctor right away—"


Sir Robert Collins slowly raised a trembling hand and shook his head. His voice came out rough but steady enough to stop Patrick from moving. "No. Not yet. I can call the doctor later. Right now, you need to listen to me."


Patrick hesitated, unsure. "You need to be checked—"


"I said later. Anyway, with all the ruckus that just happened, he will be here soon," Sir Collins interrupted. He turned his head slightly, meeting Patrick's eyes. "What I have to say can't wait."


Patrick stepped closer, lowering himself into the chair at the bedside.


"Call off the investigation for that nurse. Tell the guards that we don't want any explanation as long as she does not come here again." Sir Collins said quietly.


Chapter 237 - Spencer's Doing