Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 61: Fiance?

It was human instinct to want to laugh when someone took a fall like that—at least, that was how Melanie tried to justify the sudden urge to laugh bubbling within her. But the poor girl had landed hard, right on her backside, and it wouldn't be right to laugh at her expense. She must already be feeling humiliated to have been treated like that in public.

Swallowing the chuckle that threatened to escape, Melanie forced a look of concern onto her face and quickly stepped forward, extending a hand,"Here, let me help you."

The woman, once upright, instead of acknowledging Melanie's concern, completely ignored her.

Instead she spun around to glatre at Adam who stood there with a frozen expression on his face. And yet, Melanie noticed that he had just now wiped his lips...

"Adam! How could you do this? I am your fiance."

Adam chuckled at that, his expression cold," My fiance? Excuse me? My wife just helped you stand and instead of thanking her, you turn around and claim I am your fiance. I am sure you are mistaken miss."

The girl almost stomped her foot in frustration, and was about to argue, but before she could, Sir Collins stepped in sympathetically as he looked around and apologized to the people around her," Please excuse the interruption everyone."

He then turned back to the young girl and in a voice that was high enough to reach those standing close, he said," Niana, welcome back." And then, as if he was trying to hide something, he lowered his voice." This must be such a shock to you. I must apologize on Adam's behalf. You've waited for him so faithfully all these years, and yet now, he has returned only to fall for someone else."

He sighed, shaking his head as if deeply disappointed before shifting his gaze to Melanie. "And, well... it seems history repeats itself. Poor Spencer suffered a similar betrayal from the person he liked and hoped to marry.

The weight of his words hung in the air like a thick cloud, and as he gently ushered Niana aside, he added in a conspiratorial tone as if rescuing her, "Come, let's talk somewhere private."

The moment Sir Collins had taken her away, the crowd shifted. Melanie felt instantly as everyone started to talk and look their way. Conversations that had been lively grew quieter, and glances that had been indifferent or curious until now carried thinly veiled curiosity—or worse, condemnation.

And within a few moments, she heard the effect as a woman she only vaguely knew, muttered in a whisper trying not to be discreet, said, "I never thought Melanie was that kind of woman."

"She seemed so proper and devoted... And now, this? Then it really is true? She was supposed to be with Spencer? But instead she stole another woman's man? And betrayed Spencer who loved her? Tsk tsk. What a shameful thing to do."

"Was she ever really devoted?" another woman chimed in. "Maybe she was just waiting for someone more... exciting. Even at the last party, everyone did think that Spencer Collins seemed off..."

"Well, are you really surprised?" a man scoffed under his breath. "Adam has always been the black sheep of the Collins family. Stirring up trouble, disgracing the family name—it's just in his nature, isn't it? That is why he was thrown out of the house by Lady Collins in the first place..."

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"True," another agreed, his voice laced with amusement. "If there was ever going to be a third party in a scandal, of course it had to be him. It's practically tradition at this point. But we must not miss this ententainment. That girl... she was not just anybody. She was the daughter of..."

"Regretting it now?" Adam asked, his voice low and laced with amusement as he watched Melanie standing still with an unreadable expression.

She turned toward him then, and for a moment, he expected her to step away, to put distance between them in a desperate attempt to hush the rumors. It would be useless of course, since they were already married but he was already prepared for it. Surprising him, she did the opposite.

Lifting her chin ever so slightly, she placed a hand on his shoulder and stepped closer to him, just as the music started to play.

"Let's dance," she said simply.

Adam's brows lifted in surprise and he extended his hand to her, palm up and smiled when she placed her hand in his, letting him lead her to the dance floor.

As they moved, whispers continued to ripple through the onlookers, hushed yet persistent, their judgment thick in the air. Eyes trailed their every step, some filled with curiosity, others with outright disapproval.

"Brazen, isn't she?" someone muttered.

"Look at them—completely shameless."

Yet, despite the murmurs, despite the weight of countless eyes fixed upon them, Adam couldn't shake the distinct feeling that Melanie was laughing.

He glanced down at her, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Why are you amused?" he asked curiously.

Instead of answering immediately, she leaned in just a fraction closer, her breath warm against his skin—and then, to his utter surprise, she giggled.

The sound was soft, light, and completely unexpected. It was so infectious that, for a brief moment, Adam almost forgot about the judgmental stares surrounding them. He blinked at her, thrown off by her sudden amusement.

"What exactly is so funny?" he murmured, tilting his head.

Melanie finally spoke, her voice hushed yet filled with unmistakable mirth. "Everyone is so busy whispering about us, scandalized beyond belief, yet all I can think about is the look on your face when she kissed you—only for you to push her away like she was carrying the plague."

She bit her lip, barely suppressing another giggle, before adding in a teasing whisper, "Adam Collins, you are not a gentleman at all. You are a horrible, horrible man for humiliating her like this. That poor girl..."

"Are you crazy?" Adam could not help but look at her in amazement." A girl just kissed your husband full-fledged in the middle of a couple hundred people and you are feeling sympathetic towards her?"