A Miracle Fault

Chapter 62 For He Is Her Only World

Emmeline was struck for a while when she heard the news that he was back.

"You back?" she jumped before him with excitements and stared at the man's dark eyes.

Having given an aimless glance at Emmeline, his vision soon caught upon Antonio like a sharp arrow into the prey.

Having been living on the island all those years, Stefan and Antonio hadn't met since many years ago. They only met several times during Antonio's childhood. Antonio's impression over him was that he was disabled and had to rely on wheelchairs.

Antonio was shocked when he received that sharp stare from Stefan

If his glare could kill, then Antonio would have been killed now.

Wearing a black shirt, Stefan's slender legs was covered in pants and neatly placed on the footboard of his wheelchair.

No one would realize that he was crippled if not for the fact that he was sitting in a wheelchair.

He was utterly indifferent, yet with intense desire to occupy and monopolize Emmeline.

"It has been a while since our last meet, cousin." Antonio's voluntary greeting broke the silence.

Stefan threw another casual glance, "Have we met before?"

Words failed Antonio.

Antonio thought to himself, 'We have met many years ago though it has indeed been a long time!' But he didn't speak it aloud.

Before he was ready to speak again, Stefan's wheelchair was moved to approach the woman, "Why don't you ask Paul to pick you up?"

His voice was so tender that it almost sounded like having come from his throat.

He fondled her wife's cute face, pinched a strand of hair and put it behind her ears, "I am so sorry to disturb you, my Lady."

"It's okay. When did you get back?" asked Emmeline while gently holding his hand.

"I just got here." He looked at her with doting eyes.

Antonio felt like a piece of his heart had just been cut off as he was sitting there awkwardly, watching them interacting.

He never knew this was how they communicated with each other. Like a dead meat, he stood there, silently watching their compassionate eye communications.

Mildly adjusted his arms to the lower end and clenching his fist, he said, "Cousin, I need to have a word with you." For whatever it came, he must try to talk to him.

"What for?" Stefan turned back and asked, "I don't think you and I are acquainted. So, I have nothing to say to you."

Antonio advanced a step further, "I believe it is important that we must speak. After all, you are no longer Emmeline's husband, and your legal wife is Anayah now, isn't it?"

After hearing what he said, Stefan closed his eyes. After a while, his eyes were open again and found his wheelchair slipping towards Antonio's side, "Don't you think you have overstepped your affairs, Mr. Antonio Thomas I presume? This is, after all, my house—the Byrne's house, not the Thomas's! In what

qualification do you dare to question my relationship with Emmeline? Are you her first lover or just a classmate?'

Dimmed was Stefan's icy expression in an instant.

Hearing his words, Emmeline was suddenly shocked. She turned around and said, "Come on, Antonio. You should go now. Thank you for driving me home."

Antonio looked at Emmeline and wasn't ready to leave. He exchanged a hard stare at Stefan.

"Cousin, let go of her. Don't involve her into your family strife with Frank and your personal hatred. She is innocent and she still needs to finish her study at the university. And …"

"Mr. Antonio," Stefan coldly interrupted Antonio's words before he was able to complete it, "Mind your own business. My family conflicts are no concern of yours, nor is my wife. I can do whatever I see fit. I don't need a stranger to meddle with my family business."

The coldness in his eyes was terrifying, and his efforts in holding off his temper tantrum were all over his twisted face when he shouted, "Paul, see him out."

Then, he turned around and moved his wheelchair toward the elevator with no further glance for other guests in the drawing room.

"Yes, master." said Paul, "Mr. Antonio, this way please,"

Antonio saw the elevator door gently closed. Seeing the girl stood still, he felt a pain in his heart as if it has been twisted.

Coming to her senses, Emmeline said to Antonio, "Go now, Antonio, Sorry, but you really don't have to worry about me. My stuff is mine alone, you can't help me."

So depressed, she walked upstairs, leaving her lonely back towards Antonio. Watching her disappearing at the turn of the stairs, a secret oath was laid in Antonio's mind Emmeline, I will get you out of here one day!

He got out of the villa and drove away.

In the balcony of the study room above the second floor, Stefan was sitting in his wheelchair. Seeing that Antonio's car was away, he turned to the desk.

"Stefen, Antonio and I were acquainted at the university. He and the police came to save me last time. And he was in the hospital today, so he offered to drive me home. Nothing happened between us." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She thought she owe him an explanation since the only premise he agreed on her attending college was that she should keep a distance with other men.

However, judging from today, he must have guessed that Antonio was her first lover. She didn't know if he would make a fuss about it.

Her words made Stefan mildly lift his eyes. He could not bear to see her standing there with gingerliness.

"Honey, come here!" he waved his hand at her. Mrs. Stefan moved to his side.

With a sudden pull, the woman found herself sitting on the man's lap.

A week was how long he had been gone. Emmeline couldn't help missing the man for no one else lived in her world but him.

Seeing her ponderous face, the man asked unhappily, "Was he your first lover?"

Mrs. Stefan lowered her watering eyes and slowly nodded.

Then she supplemented, "But I have made it clear that I will keep a distance with him."

"How far had you been with him before?? Hand-holding, kissing or sex?" There was no question that they used to be very close after detecting Antonio's tone in his former speech.

Although Stefan knew the woman's name was clean, he couldn't help but be jealous. His reason for this deliberate questioning was to make the woman nervous so that she would have to explain. He loved to hear the woman's explanation when she was nervous.

"Stefan, he and I never did all these, how could you…… Do you think everyone is like you?" she was so nervous that she blushed.

She never kissed Antonio, though they did hold hands once. How dare this man say such things?

Seeing how anxious she had become, Stefan sniggered in a low volume and said, "Have you reserved your first kiss for me? Is it real that the man, Antonio Thomas, never laid a finger on you?"

His thought was, if anyone else had ever laid a finger on her, he would make that man's life miserable, no matter who that man was.

"No! I, I am yours, and you are the only one who……" Emmeline was so infuriated that she clenched her fists tightly. She wanted to throw her punch at him, but she didn't have the guts to do it.

The Man was such a jerk! He knew that she never did that, yet he had to ask.

Realizing her fury, Stefan held her in his arms and said, "Let me taste your kiss again!"

Then he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

As usual was the sweetness of her lips, and a lot sweeter than the day she was picked up from the sea when the smell of the salty sea water had been filling her mouth.

That day, he left all the important businesses behind when he received Paul's message that she had been kidnapped. He ordered Jaiden Cole to look up the kidnapped ship. Using the satellite within ten minutes, Jaiden was able to locate the ship which was just heading towards the UK.

Stefan set foot immediately to intercept that ship while Jaiden was asked to find out who was behind this kidnap.

They found out that it was Anayah who had paid the X city gang a million to throw Emmeline into the sea. The two gangsters were attracted by Emmeline's beautiful face that they decided not to murder her. Instead, they plotted to hide her in Britain.

To maintain cover, Stefan snuck into the kidnaped ship and impersonated as Stefan's bodyguard. At last, he successfully saved Emmeline from those kidnappers.

Later, he discovered that Antonio was Emmeline's first lover in B University.

Out of pure rage at that time, he didn't know what he would do to Antonio if Antonio weren't his uncle's son.

As soon as Stefan fished his business in France, he flew home immediately. He and Paul were just ready to pick her up from the hospital when Antonio had already driven Emmeline home a step earlier.