A Miracle Fault novel Chapter 63

Anger burst out in his chest once again. Being unsociable and paranoid was his character after years of solitary life on the island. He would never allow anyone to lay a finger on what he cherished.

Much less to be defiled by such a guy who claimed to be his wife‘s ex-boyfriend！

A punishment was upon the lady in the form of a tough kiss.

This man was so terribly dominated that he made Emmeline's heart flipped. It was the familiar odor when he tried to pass her some oxygen after she was brought up from the sea the other day.

The man's handsome face soon encompassed her dazzling eyes, while all the same his kiss was still as vigorous as madness. Suddenly, she imitated his way and sucked his mouth in for a little bit.

He quivered, opened his eyes at once and stared at the girl's dazzling eyes, "What's on your mind?"

"……Nothing." Was he a mind-reader? She wondered.

Then, Emmeline propped his chest up with her hands, looking abashed, "Stefan, we should get downstairs. Now that we have worked all that out, there is no reason why we should not go down and have some dinner. I think Paul has already ringed the dinner bell."

Looking at her slightly swollen lips, Stefan said, "Very well, but remember, my wife, you must keep a distance from Antonio, do you understand? You are a married woman now! Yes?"

"I know! He will go to America soon. Since I have promised you that I won't see him again, I will stay true to my word! You don't have to worry about it. Stop wearing this long face!" She said while sitting on his legs.

What would he do if one day this woman had been absent from his life? Stefan wondered. Now that she had made a habit of sitting on his legs.

Holding his arms around her thin waist, he gently rubbed her face and said, "Darling, of course I will always believe in you!" Outside, the sky had turned darker and darker.

It was about the damn time that he must demand his uncle to send Antonio abroad, and Anayah too. This time, she must be informed of the consequence for crossing the line.

After supper, Emmeline got the bathtub ready for Stefan. Then, she massaged his legs for half an hour while Stefan was sitting in his wheelchair, attending some businesses.

Only a while later, the girl was sweltering. Stefan held her hands and spoke, "All right, you can stop the massage and go take a shower now!"

Every time when he saw her efforts for his rehabilitation, he felt compelled to tell her that no more massage would be required again since his legs had already recovered.

Every time when he was about to confess, he swallowed those words back, for he was afraid that she might leave if she knew.

The whole world was in his grip, yet he could not control one woman's heart. Besides, he hated to see her upset.

Emmeline stood up and smiled, "I am not tired. It will worth everything if it can make you walk again."

Stefan's heart was whipped by his conscience. He touched a strand of her hair which had been stuck to her face by sweat.

"You wish me to walk again?"

"Certainly!"

"And you won't leave me if I have resumed my ability to walk?"

"I don't know what to say."

"I will divorce your sister as soon as possible. Then I will make you my legitimate wife."

"……"

"I forbid you to leave!"

He pulled her pale pretty hand and said, "Honey, do you hear me?" There was a sudden elevation of his voice's volume.

Seeing his dark eyes, Emmeline nodded dully.

He carried Emmeline to the bathroom with the swirl of his wheelchair. Her face was even more bashful.

"Stefan, I can walk on my own! You don't…"

"I will be here watching you, honey!"

"……"

He was already lying on the bed when Emmeline finished her bath. He dabbed at the bed and sent out the invitation, "darling, get up here."

After drying up her hair, she sat by the bed, "Stefan, I need to study. There is only several days before I have to take the exam. Can I go to your study?"

"No!" he said and gave another domineering kiss.

They had parted for several days! How on Earth would he ever agree to let her go?

The hot kiss hit all of her senses as storm had stroke the sailing boat.

He never stopped thinking about this woman during his few days' stay in France. He wondered what kind of spell she must have put on him.

When he heard she was in peril, he almost left everything behind and took great risks in her rescue.

All he could possibly think of at this moment was to occupy this woman alone, so that he could be spared from the lovesickness of her.

He placed her on the bed and watched her sleeping quietly.

Then he closed his eyes and drifted to the seventh heaven when his heart had been calmed as well.

The second morning when Emmeline opened her eyes, she was sore and could hardly climb out of bed.

Madison pushed the door open and spoke with a smiling face, "Lady Emmeline, master said you won't be going to university today. You can continue your sleep or have some breakfast and resume your sleep later."

She couldn't go to the university? What about her impending exams?

She stood up carefully with her pajama and went to the bathroom. In the mirror reflected was a tired little face of her.

She stared at it in a dumb look. Several times when she massaged Stefan's legs, she felt the blood on his legs was rather vigorous. And his legs weren't like senseless. Maybe they had already recovered?

But why would he lie to her?

She recalled his words, "Even if I resume my ability to walk, I forbid you to leave, do you hear me?"

He couldn't be lying, could he?

After getting changed, she walked downstairs, saw the breakfast on the table and decided to sit down to give it a taste.

"Madison, have Stefan's legs recovered?" she asked aimlessly while looking at the food.

Madison froze for a second before she lowered her head and said, "Master is very kind, and god will bless that his legs shall recover soon, lady. You don't need to worry about that. We shall all see that day's coming!"

Emmeline was absorbed in her breakfast without saying any word.

In the Byrne Group, President office. Chand led Nicolas in.

"Sir, Mr. Campbell is here."

Standing 3 meters away from Stefan, Nicolas asked, "Mr. Byrne. What's the matter you have with me?"

Just after he got off bed, he was picked up by Chand, Stefan's secretary, and drove here. It was told that Stefan wanted to have a word with him.

He didn't think too much and went straightly. It would probably have something to do with Stefan's divorce with Anayah. Even as Stefan's father-in-law, Nicolas had never had any close dealings with him before. So, it couldn't be anything else, given that the Campbell family was only a minor shareholder in the Byrne Group.

"Mr. Campbell, I invited you here today because I have an urgent matter that I must inform you." Slowly raising his head, Stefan moved his wheelchair to the guestroom. He waved towards his father-in-law, asking him to sit down. Nicolas looked at the man in wheelchair after taking a seat, "Just tell me what it is and how I can help. We are a family, and there is no need for those formalities." Then he smiled wholeheartedly.

Stefan spoke straightforwardly after his secretary severed them tea and left, "Mr. Campbell, do you know that your daughter Anayah had planned the kidnapping of my wife the day before yesterday?"

What?

Emmeline was kidnapped by Anayah, but how, and why?