A Miracle Fault

The servant lowered her head, "But Master Stefan didn't take his wheelchair in the room. What if he wakes up then…"

Paul frowned, "Just go to work!"

After the servant left, Paul gently pushed the wheelchair into Emmeline's bedroom. When seeing that both of them were sleeping together on the bed, he was also stunned. Then he parked the wheelchair and left.

After a while, Emmeline opened her eyes. She was a bit stunned when seeing his handsome face be so close to hers. Then it suddenly reminded her of his words last night, 'We will sleep together from now on and just get used to it.'

Her face blushed suddenly. She stared at his sleeping face, 'He should get up much earlier. Why is he sleeping till now?'

She fixed her eyes on his smooth skin, his charming face and closed eyes coupled with his dense and long eyelashes.

'Oh my god, he looks actually much more delicate than most of the girls!'

His lips were thin. There was a saying that a man with thin lips barely had any feelings for his wife. She couldn't help wondering if that was the truth.

When she recalled that he actually kissed her without her permission for a few times, her face blushed again. She gently got his hands off her body and was about to get up.

However, his grip suddenly tightened, "Honey, how do you feel for staring at me for minutes?"

Emmeline immediately pushed him and tried to move away from him, "I didn't! I want to get up!"

Stefan grabbed her again and forced her to lean against his chest. He didn't want her to leave so soon.

Emmeline couldn't help exclaiming, "Stefan, what are you doing?" She was surprised again, wondering why he was so energetic though he was a cripple.

"You want to just run away after staring at me? What do you think I am going to do then? Honey, you are my wife. So you should know what I am going to do next. Huh?" Stefan stared at her with his dark eyes.

help getting stiff all over. She felt

felt like

your wife! Get off me! I am not ready for that!" her face was burning. She tried to push

who are you?" Stefan stared at her. Emmeline suddenly stunned and then she raised her eyes to look at him, whose face

you are my wife, we haven't even done something what a couple should do after marriage." While speaking, he raised his brows and

so nervous that her heart was about to pop out of her chest. She hadn't even figured out who broke into her bedroom that night. But now he wanted to have sex with her? If it was not Stefan who broke in that night, she was wondering

marry you, sex still depends on the mutual

at her. He could tell that she might still be frightened because of what had

supported himself with both hands to sit up and he jumped onto the wheelchair beside the bed. Then

seeing that he left, Emmeline immediately ran into the bedroom. Her heart kept beating fiercely, 'You

the couch

man stood up and smiled, "Good morning, Mrs. Stefan. I am the butler of the Byrne Mansion and my name is Reuben. Master Edison made me here to pick you and Master Stefan up. We will then head to the Byrne Mansion

looked at Stefan. Stefan just ignored her. He kept his eyes

to pick them up, Emmeline had no right to refuse. Otherwise, she would be accused of

shall we leave?" she looked

still fixed his eyes on the tablet and said to Reuben, "You can go back first.

Master Stefan, I am going back first." Then he nodded at Emmeline and left

to Stefan, "Are we going to go to the

put down the tablet and beckoned her to sit beside him, "Just spruce yourself up. We will go to the Byrne Mansion tonight and we will live there

attend the 80-year-old birthday banquet of

What are you afraid of? You are my wife. You need to do nothing but to stay by my side."

I will pack up my stuff then." Though she knew that her real identity would be exposed sooner or later, he had never expected that the day would come so soon. She knew that the members of the Byrne Family would

and went upstairs even without taking breakfast. Stefan was staring at her, 'Emmeline, here is your last chance. If you confessed in front of me, I would try my best to

staring at her till

balcony as she went upstairs. She stared at the sea. As