A Miracle Fault

When he finished, he looked quite satisfied with his own kiss.

He lowered his head to look at Emmeline, who was still distracted. Suddenly, he laughed gently, "You haven't been kissed before? Why do you look so surprised?"

"You..." Emmeline's face was burning blushed.

She was wondering why he changed a lot today.

Her mind still went blank after the sudden kiss.

"Stefan, you said that I was dirty! And you told me to stay away from you! Why did you kiss me?!" since his attitude seemed to have softened a lot today and he looked happy now after the kiss, Emmeline found it was the right time to settle old scores with him.

Stefan looked at her, feeling sorry. He hated her and thought her dirty at that time just because he thought that she was Anayah Campbell.

However, when noticing that she, together with her family, once lied to him, he turned to be sullen instantly.

Before Emmeline could continue, Stefan's phone rang. She immediately stood up from his legs.

Stefan went out of the study while holding his phone.

Emmeline's heart was still beating fiercely when she walked to the balcony, 'What a mad guy! How could you humiliate me whenever you want to!'

She was still wondering if it was Stefan who had broken in that night.

She was sure that the masked man that night shared the same body scent with Stefan. Even if he might be a brother of Stefan, she didn't believe that both of them actually smelt the same.

However, if it was Stefan indeed, why did he violate her? And why did he pretend to be a cripple for years?

Though it was she herself who was sexually assaulted and she lost her virginity, she still hoped that it could be Stefan that night.

She couldn't help covering her face, blushed. She was wondering if she herself was out of her mind as she actually wanted Stefan to take away her virginity.

But if that was true, it also meant that he had once deceived her. So the grudge between them should be done.

Stefan went into the gym room next door. He closed the door and stood up from the wheelchair. Then he picked up the phone, "How is it going now?"

"Stefan, now you have owned 60% of the shares of the Byrne Group. And Frank only got 5% left. Now your grandpa starts to investigate when noticing a huge proportion of shares were being transferred." Arthur replied casually.

"If your grandpa knew that Frank even dared to fool you with a fake 'Anayah Campbell', your grandpa would definitely deprive him of the heirship of the president. However, all the other shareholders of the Byrne Group still favor Frank. What are you going to do with that?"

Stefan stared at the sea, "Stop buying the stocks of the Byrne Group. I want to hit him hard on the day when grandpa announces the true inheritor of the president! Only then could he feel how painful it is wher falling from the top."

"Besides, tell Asher to keep an eye on Anayah. Don't let her stir up any troubles!" Though Anayah disdained him as a cripple, Stefan still felt quite lucky as it was she who made Emmeline marry him. Otherwise he would have damaged his own marriage.

After hanging up the phone, he hopped onto his wheelchair and went to the study again. But Emmeline had left. He looked outside the villa from the balcony. Then he saw her in a purple dress, walking along the beach. Her hairs seemed to be dancing as the wind breezed.

He then went into the elevator to go downstairs. He went out of the villa and headed for the beach.

Emmeline was still staring at the sea blankly. She didn't even notice that a wheelchair was approaching behind her. Stefan went over to her back, "What are you looking at?"

Emmeline immediately turned around and saw him sitting on the wheelchair behind her. Her face blushed again when she recalled that he actually kissed her for minutes just now.

She walked over to push his wheelchair, "I am fine. I just want to feel the breeze here. Did you finish your call? Do you want a massage?"

She pushed him towards the villa. Stefan pointed at a coconut palm in front of them, "Let's go there. I want to talk to you."

Emmeline pushed him over to the coconut palm. The leaves sounded as the wind breezed.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Stefan looked at her tiny face. Her eyes still remained blue and pure. Both her long hairs and dress were floating in the wind.

"Come over here." Stefan patted on his own legs to beckon her.

"What?" Her face went crimson again. She just stood still, unmoved.

Stefan felt sullen. How dared she refuse!

Seeing that he was a bit irritated, Emmeline looked around and then walked over to sit on his legs.

'What a freak! He even got mad because of that!'

Stefan frowned when seeing that she pouted, looking annoyed, "I have told you that you have been my wife! From now on, we should build up our relationship and we may start with kiss. After getting alone with each other for a few more days, we may engage in something further."

When hearing that, Emmeline felt like being shocked by a bolt from the blue. Her mind went blank all of a sudden, 'What was he talking about?'

He changed thoroughly. He looked no longer annoyed and indifferent to her, who really hated her from the bottom of his heart. He even wanted to engage in something further with her? Emmeline stared at him blankly as if he were a stranger to her. Then Stefan cleared his voice awkwardly and she finally collected herself.

"Stefan, we don't know about each other much yet. Besides, your legs haven't recovered. The most important thing is to recover your legs! I want you to stand up again as soon as possible. As for the other matters, let's leave them to the future." Emmeline mustered up courage to talk to him.

When hearing that, Stefan still looked calm as usual, "Of course I need to recover my legs. But having a nice relationship between us is also necessary. I will take you back to your family a few days later. You have been here for more than a month and you haven't been back home. I will go to see your parents with you. Besides, my grandpa also wants to see you. Just get prepared, we will leave here and move into the Byrne Mansion a few days later."

When hearing that, Emmeline was panic. He even decided to take her home and bring her to see his grandpa? It meant that she would be likely to be exposed!

"No! I don't need to go home! Stefan, I feel good to live here. And it should be conducive to the rehabilitation of your legs. It's okay even if I don't go home. My parents won't be worried about me..." She had to try all means to stop him from visiting her family.

"Why not?" Stefan stared at her with his sharp eyes. It seemed that he wanted to see through her mind, "It's normal for a married woman to visit her own family. If I didn't go to visit your parents with you, I would be blamed for being bad-mannered."

"But..." Emmeline hurried to interrupt.

"Fine! That's it! Honey, just go back to your family three days later and then let's move into the Byrne Mansion. Grandpa is about to reach eighty. We need to live in the mansion for a period of time."