Chapter 187: A Cab Ride
"What are you doing?" Melanie demanded sharply with surprise as a man suddenly jumped into the cab she had just hailed. "Look, if you need a ride that badly, you’ll have to find another one. I need to—"
Before she could finish, the man cut her off. "Listen to me, Melanie."
She froze, her hand halfway to the door handle. Her frown deepened. How did he know her name? Wasn’t this the man who had just almost bitten her head over the little boy? Why was he following her?
But she didn’t have time to ask. The man hurriedly pressed on as he spoke with urgency. "I know you’re going to the hospital to see Adam, right? I just want to warn you. Be alert. This is a trap by you know who. So keep a close eye on Adam. Don’t let anyone near him. Monitor even the doctors and the nurses."
A chill ran down her spine. Something about the man’s tone—so sure, so desperate—made the fear in her stomach settle like a stone. How did he know all this? And what exactly did he mean by a trap? Or by keeping people away from Adam? All she knew was that Adam had taken to the hospital alongwith Saira. So, if she was also there, then what kind of a plan could she have come up with?
She opened her mouth to question this man, but he kept going, barely giving her room to breathe. "I’d honestly tell you to skip going to the hospital and catch your flight. That would actually be safer for Adam and for you. Leave now, before things get worse. But I know you won’t. You’re worried about your husband—I get it. Just...stay alert. And for God’s sake, contact a lawyer before you talk to anyone, okay? Everything was a trap. I don’t know how or why you ended up here but it was a trap! Okay?"
Even though she was still trying to process everything the was saying, Melanie’s mind had already started making connections. That little boy she’d met earlier—twice, in fact—his name was Adir. And Adam’s son...his name was Adir, too. That boy...
Her breath caught in her throat as the realization hit her. This meant the little boy who had met familiar was Adam’s son. And this man was probably the adoptive father then. But what did he mean coming here was a trap?
She had a tonne of questions now but before she could ask him anything, the man tapped the driver, asked him to slow down and then with a final warning to stay alert, he jumped out of the car, leaving her alone—stunned, shaken, and more confused than ever.