A Miracle Fault

Both of them didn't leave until 1:00 AM. As Frank returned to the mansion, he went into his own bedroom.

He turned on the lamp on the night table. Suddenly, he saw Stefan sitting on the wheelchair beside the window, which rendered him stunned.

"What the hell are you doing in my room? Are you scaring me?" Frank tried to suppress his voice.

"If you did nothing wrong, you wouldn't be scared." Stefan turned around and approached him.

"Frank, you sneaked back to your room in such late hour. Don't you think I can't tell what you have done?" Stefan fixed his dark eyes on him as if he were seeing through his mind.

Frank strode forward, "What the hell are you doing in my room? It should be time for sleep! Is it because your wife failed to satisfy you? Stefan, listen! You have to accept the truth though you married the fake one! I won't let your tricks come true!"

Stefan sneered, "Well, but what should you do? Grandpa has known the truth. You know him well. So you should know what grandpa would do then. You have to watch your girl. And I don't even care about her. But I am not sure what grandpa would do to her."

Looking at Stefan, Frank was rendered a bit frightened. He seemed to feel that though Stefan was still sitting on his wheelchair, he turned to be much more powerful and exerted great pressure on him when he failed to notice.

What was worse, his intangible power could probably threaten his life. Then he stared at Stefan, "I have seen your wife. She looks nice. So I believe that you don't want grandpa to drive her out from you. Besides, I can tell that she cares about you. Stefan, don't be too greedy. You covet the one who never belongs to you in case you get yourself in trouble!"

Stefan sneered, "Frank, don't forget that I haven't divorce Anayah yet. Though she really disgusts me, she is still my legitimate wife. What can you do about that? Even though I disdain her, you have no right to continue to date her, a married woman! You'd better control yourself. Or you will lose more."

While speaking, Stefan still kept a smile on his face. Then he rolled his wheelchair out of the room. Frank glared at his back, looking vicious.

'I will lose more? Huh, you will soon know what I will get! No matter how much grandpa loves you, you are still a cripple!'

As Stefan went back to his room, seeing that Emmeline was sleeping soundly on the bed. Her tiny face looked ruddy just like an apple. He looked at her softly. Then he stood up and stripped himself off. He lay on the bed and hugged her tight.

Emmeline seemed to feel that someone hugged her while sleeping. She curled herself up and murmured, "Stefan..."

Stefan was rendered softhearted when hearing that. He hugged her tight and kissed her forehead, "Honey..."

Her little body looked really weak. When seeing that, Stefan seemed to be overwhelmed with an urge to protect her. He almost lost control again.

Perhaps he didn't make her trap in nightmare when he broke into her room that night. He stared at her sleeping face and murmured, "Girl, since you chose to be my wife, I will protect you forever no matter what happens!"

Then he closed his eyes and fell into deep sleep.

Emmeline woke up the next morning. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt sore and painful all over. Suddenly, it reminded her of the fact that she actually had sex with Stefan last night, which rendered he shivering.

She raised her head and saw his face right in front of her. Stefan rested his jaw on her head. He still kept his eyes closed, breathing smoothly.

She could still smell the scent of hormone from his body. His eyelashes were long and dense. Suddenly, she recalled the moment that he actually called her 'sweetheart' during sex last night.

She colored at the thought of that again. However, she was aware that she lost her virginity that night. And Stefan didn't seem to know that yet. Nor did he ask her about it. Sometime she could tell that he was actually a soft and warm guy, who really appealed to her. However, sometimes he looked so cold and repellent that she didn't even dare to look at him.

She got herself off his hug and got up to go into the bathroom.

Stefan immediately opened his eyes and saw that she jumped off the bed. He hurried to grab her and hug her into his arms again, "Stay with me for a while."

Emmeline's heart kept beating fiercely, "Let me get myself changed first. What if the servant comes in?"

Stefan looked at her and smiled, "Don't you know how loud your moan was last night? Every servant could hear you."

His deep voice sounded quite sexy. When hearing that, Emmeline blushed even more, "That's because of you..."

Stefan didn't look at her but buried his head into her neck, "Sweetheart, from now on, you are my wife! No matter what happens, you need to stay with me. Do you hear me?"

Emmeline was stunned when hearing that. She frowned, "Stefan, though I am just a substitute of my sister, I have never planned something evil against you. I just want to take care of you till your legs recover. When you can stand up again and you don't need me anymore, I can leave. But please, don't retaliate against my father. He is the only family of mine in the world."

Her eyes were blurred with tears again. She looked like a fair but weak flower blossoming in his arms. Stefan's heart softened again.

Ever since he violated her that night, he felt quite guilty of that. He didn't even figure out himself what kind of feelings he had for her.

Though he knew that she was not his legitimate wife, he only wanted her to be his wife. He even felt lucky for himself that the Campbell Family made her the substitute of Anayah.

What if he married the real Anayah? Perhaps he would only make his marriage doomed for the rest of his life. And he would be trapped in the abyss of revenge. But luckily, she was Emmeline.

Stefan raised his hand to touch her face, "Okay, I promise I won't hurt your father."

Emmeline suddenly smiled and looked at him with gratitude, "Thank you, Stefan."

He turned around and asked, "How are you going to express your gratitude?"

Emmeline blushed, "But we have...done what you wanted last night." She was wondering if he wanted to have sex with her again. What happened last night popped out in her mind again, which even rendered her startled.

"I want more!" then he kissed on her lips again.

Emmeline's heart kept beating fast again. But her mouth was gagged by his. Her nostrils were overwhelmed with his scent of hormone.

She tried to push him away, "Stefan, listen to me! I haven't brushed my teeth!"

"I don't care!"

"You have nothing to ask me?"

"I have lost my virginity long before!"

Emmeline closed her eyes while speaking.

Stefan stopped and stared at her with bloodshot eyes, "I know!"

"You don't think I am dirty?"

"No! Because it was I who took away your virginity that night!"

When hearing that, Emmeline was so stunned with her eyes wide opened.