Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 240: A Fight

Seeing Melanie step forward to protect Adam and then being protected by him, made Spencer snap. He lunged forward, knife raised, his face twisted with fury, only one goal in his mind- kill Adam.

Adam reacted in a flash. He caught Spencer’s wrist with both hands, the knife stopping just inches from his chest. The force of Spencer’s charge slammed into him, nearly knocking him off balance as the two fought against each other.

"Are you out of your mind?" Adam growled, holding firm as Spencer shoved forward with wild strength almost making Adam fall over.

"You ruined everything! You always do that! Just die, dam* it! Grandfather should have killed you when that old woman brought you into the house.!" Spencer shouted, spittle flying as he struggled to drive the blade down into Adam.

Adam gritted his teeth and turned sharply, yanking Spencer’s arm behind his back. The knife slipped from his fingers and clattered to the floor.

But Spencer wasn’t done. He roared and rammed his shoulder into Adam’s ribs, sending them both crashing into a small table. Glass shattered beneath them as they hit the ground hard.

The two men wrestled on the floor, fists swinging. Spencer landed a rough punch to Adam’s jaw, snapping his head to the side.

Adam gasped but struck back, slamming his elbow into Spencer’s ribs. Spencer grabbed Adam’s collar and yanked him down, trying to land another blow.

Adam ducked, grabbed Spencer’s leg, and yanked it out from under him. Spencer hit the ground with a heavy thud, wheezing, but his hand was already stretching toward the fallen knife.

Just as his fingers brushed the handle—

The door burst open.

"Police! Drop everything! Hands where we can see them!"

Officers stormed in, weapons drawn.

The officers surged in, shouting commands.

"Hands in the air!"

"Get off him—now!"

Spencer didn’t move or even seemed to acknowledge their presence. He was still on top of Adam, fingers clawing toward the knife as he snarled through clenched teeth, focused solely on killing Adam.

Adam grunted beneath him, trying to twist away, but Spencer’s weight pinned him down and his own wounds seemed to be bleeding profusely.

Two officers grabbed Spencer by the shoulders and yanked him back with force as he still struggled and thrashed, roaring," Get off me!" His limbs jerked wildly, feet kicking, fists swinging blindly as the knife went more and more away from him. "Let go of me, you don’t know what he’s done!"

Another officer helped pull Adam free, dragging him safely out of the scuffle. Adam stumbled to his feet, one hand pressed to his bruised ribs, chest heaving with effort. Blood trickled from a split lip, but his eyes stayed locked on Spencer.

Spencer continued to writhe and curse, teeth bared, veins standing out on his neck as the police struggled to control him.

"I’ll kill him!" he screamed, spitting toward Adam. "I will! You hear me? I should’ve done it years ago! He destroyed my family!"

"Enough!" one officer barked, forcing Spencer face-first to the ground. Another officer pinned his arms while the cuffs clicked into place with harsh finality.

Melanie stepped forward slowly, still pale from shock and horror. What just happened so quickly? Why did Spencer seem to loose control like that. They’d only expected that he would confess eventually.

"I made the call. That knife—he tried to stab Adam with it. And this room has cameras," Melanie added, turning to the nearest officer. "The hospital has security surveillance. You’ll see it all. Every word. Every move."

The officers exchanged brief nods. "We’ll retrieve the footage," one said. "It’ll support the charges."

Spencer was hauled to his feet, breathing heavily, eyes bloodshot and wild.

"You can’t do this," he muttered, voice cracking. "You don’t understand. He’s a parasite. He turned them all against me. Grandmother, my wife, my father—all of them!"

"Keep moving," one of the officers snapped, pulling Spencer toward the door.

But the hallway was no safer.

Standing just outside, stiff and silent, was Patrick.

Spencer’s head snapped up the moment he saw Patrick standing just outside the room.

His twisted expression faltered, replaced by something raw and desperate.

"Father!" he cried out, voice ragged. "Father, don’t just stand there—help me!"

Patrick didn’t move. His eyes were wide, his arms limp at his sides.

"Father please! Tell them the truth!" Spencer shouted as he tried to twist out of the officers’ hold. "Tell them it was him! That he—he’s been lying this whole time! He manipulated everything—he turned you against me!"

The officers struggled to maintain their grip as Spencer writhed between them, his body jerking violently.

"They don’t know what they’re doing!" he yelled, his voice cracking. "You’re all making a mistake! Father! Don’t let them take me!" freewёbnoνel.com

One of the officers tightened his hold. "That’s enough. You’re done."

Spencer fought to the last second, his feet scraping against the tiles, neck craning around to keep his son in sight.

"Father! Don’t let them do this to me! I’m your son!"

The door finally swung shut behind him, cutting off the last of his screams, leaving behind only Patrick, Melanie and Adam in silence.

Patrick didn’t speak right away. He walked to Adam, stopped a few feet away, and looked down.

"...You okay?" he asked, his voice low and unsteady.

Adam looked up, eyes clouded with pain, but he nodded once.

"I’ve been better," he muttered, attempting a wry smile that didn’t quite land.

Patrick hesitated, then turned and stepped into the hall. He flagged down the first staff member he saw.

"Get a doctor," he said. "Now. He needs help."

The nurse nodded and rushed off.

Patrick remained in the doorway, arms crossed tightly, jaw clenched.

He didn’t look back down the hall Spencer had been dragged through and sighed, "I am sure you have a lot of questions. Once your wounds have been taken care of, just come into the opposite room. I think I might have to trouble you with a few more things.

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