Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 126: Pitiful

"Save you? Save you from what?"

Adam stared at Saira who had 'confessed' to everything and felt his heart chill all over again.

He had guessed at the time that she had done what she did for these reasons but guessing and hearing her confession were two very different things. It was the difference between guessing or knowing that you were betrayed and the reasons for it.

Slowly, he reached forward, gripped her arms, and pulled her up to her feet. She'd been the strongest girl once, protecting anyone who she thought was being bullied and now, seeing her like this, made him uncomfortable.

Saira's breath hitched as she looked up at him when he helped her up, searching his face for something—hope, understanding, the Adam she had once known. She knew he would alway be there for her. She smiled tremulously at him.

Adam watched as her eyes lit up when he helped her to stand and the hope that he would save her.

But then, he was reminded of Melanie's words and he stepped back. His expression hardened, and when he spoke, his voice was cold and sharp enough to cut through steel.

"What do you need saving from, Saira?" His gaze locked onto hers, unwavering. "You've always wanted a luxurious life—living in mansions, taking extravagant vacations, being pampered like a queen. That is what you have had for the last five years. So tell me, what exactly do you need saving from?"

Saira's breath caught in her throat as she stared at him and her eyes were wide with alarm. "Adam, it's not what you think. It was nothing but a gilded golden cage! I wanted all of that, but not at this cost."

"Isn't it?" He tilted his head slightly and the mockery in his voice unmistakable. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you've been living your dream. Beautiful gowns, expensive jewelry, high society galas—you have it all, don't you?"

She swallowed hard and her fingers curled into fists as she struggled to find the right words. "Adam, please... Everything you've seen—it was all a pretense. A facade to keep myself safe, to survive. None of it was real!"

He let out a humorless chuckle, sand shook his head. "So, tell me, Saira, if you've been pretending for the last five years, why are you suddenly desperate to be saved now? Keep pretending. And safe? From what? The very life you chose. The man you aligned yourself with? The decisions you made?"

"I didn't choose any of this, Adam! I was trapped into everything. Into betraying you! Do you think I enjoyed being paraded around like some trophy, smiling at the people who only know how to leer at me? Do you think I want to live under Robert Collins' thumb, knowing that every move I make is being monitored? That if I tried to escape, I would be dragged right back. I did all that because I had no choice!"

"The moment I did everything that Robert Collins asked me to do and turned against you, I lost all control over my life. I was nothing more than a puppet, and Robert held the strings. But I see now—he never planned to let me go, no matter what I did."

And now I have nowhere else to turn, Adam. No one else who might even consider helping me. And I thought—" Her voice wavered. "I thought that maybe, just maybe, the man I love still existed somewhere beneath all that anger."

Adam stared at Saira, and stepped back, clenching his hands at his sides," Then you are a fool. Why exactly would you find the person you have abandoned to stay there waiting for you? I've already moved on."

Saira wiped her tears, her fingers trembling as she pressed them against her cheeks, forcing herself to regain composure. Her lips curled into a faint, almost bitter smile, but her eyes remained fragile—delicate and broken.

"You're right," she whispered, nodding slowly, as if convincing herself. "It was my own foolishness to expect you to wait for me. I already saw that you've moved on—married another woman. And yet, despite everything, I held onto hope." Her voice cracked slightly before she steadied it. "Go, Adam. I'll find some other way to save myself."

Adam stepped away. Yes. He was not going to involve himself with her or save her. He needed to give himself a clean break.

He strode toward the door, his hand reaching for the handle. But just as his fingers brushed against the cold metal, her voice stopped him.

"Do you know," she said softly, almost too softly, "the handle that Robert Collins has on me? The chain that keeps me bound to him?"

His hand stilled on the door.

"It's you, Adam."

The words struck like a whip and he froze in place before turning around slowly.

"I stayed with him all these years because he threatened you. So I tried to protect you," she continued, her voice thick with something between exhaustion and desperation. "Every decision I made, every lie I told, every betrayal—I did it because he made it clear that if I so much as tried to leave, he would destroy you. I endured it all so that you could have a future."

Silence stretched between them for a moment. And then she finished off with a smile," Remember that, in this new life of yours."

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"What did you say?"

But gone was the vulnerable woman that had just begged him on the knees. Other than the tear marks on her face, one would not even know that she had been crying. She gave him a small sarcastic smile and passed by him towards the door," I've already said what I needed to say. This time, it is goodbye from me, Adam."

With that, Saira left him at the door of the cellar and walked away. It was just as she walked out of the door, that she came face to face with Melanie.