A Miracle Fault

Chapter 56 Let Me Take a Good Look at You

He used his big hands to tuck her hair behind her ears. He then lowered his head and kissed her forehead lovingly.

She wasn't his daughter, but he was showing her affection like she was his daughter.

"Tell me, dear. You've been absent for a few months, can you catch up?" Stefan was going to kiss her, but she seemed to want to say something and so he asked out of courtesy.

"Yeah, I am able to catch up because I'm smart." Emmeline smiled. Her brow arched on her small and gentle face, her eyes were bright and blue.

Stefan loved looking at her like this. He carried her up and put her on his lap, "Really? Are you that smart?" He then kissed her on the lips.

He was thinking about her throughout the day in the office. He was wondering how she was doing at school. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He was already home before 5 pm. He stared at the quiet mansion without Emmeline in it. And then he made Paul pick her up from school.

Now she was home and in his arms. He couldn't help but kiss her.

He took in her scent deeply, and it made his blood boiled.

He never felt this way before, not even when he was with his first love.

After the kiss, Emmeline limped in his arms. Her face was red.

She pushed him away gently, "Stefan… I have something to tell you. Don't… be like that."

He continued sniffing her nice scent. He then closed his eyes, "Tell me, what's up?" There was lust in his voice.

"I can come home on my own next time after school. Don't send anyone to pick me up. I don't want my classmates to see and think…" She pushed him away and sat down on the sofa.

"Think what?"

"Think that you're my sugar daddy!" Stefan chuckled hearing her said that, "Then tell them that you are my wife instead."

"No matter what, I don't want to be picked up." She was pouting and looked very cute. Stefan was feeling frisky.

"Okay, be independent." He ruffled her hair.

"I'm going to France tomorrow. You be good and go to school, and come home after school. Paul will be home and will not come with me," said Stefan plainly.

"What will you do without Paul? I don't need to be taken care of. Let Paul go with you, Stefan. I can take care of myself."

"Chand will be with me. Remember to come home straight after school, don't loiter around. Okay?" He had to go over to deal with some important business this time. He just became the president and had to deal with a lot of things personally. He wanted to move the elites from France over.

The people here feared him, he had to bring up his own team.

Frank hated him to death and was trying to bring him down every day. He didn't dare to relax.

"Are you leaving for a week?" Emmeline didn't say more, she knew that he would plan things out for himself. It was useless to worry about it.

"Yeah, I will come back as soon as possible, but I will be gone for at most a week. Dear, will you miss me?" He inched his handsome face close to her.

"…no. Take good care of yourself, let Paul go with you." Emmeline was not feeling assured, because Paul was always taking care of Stefan.

"Don't worry, dear. Let's eat. After we eat, can you prepare my luggage for tomorrow? I'm flying at 7 tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

That night, Stefan showered Emmeline with love. He really wanted to bring her with him. He finally understood that he couldn't leave her, mentally or physically.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and we cannot see each other for a while. Be good and wait for me." He kissed her hairline.

"Okay…" Emmeline was exhausted and sleepy, she then fell asleep.

The next day before Emmeline woke up, Stefan already boarded the plane.

Emmeline realized that he was already gone when she woke up. She turned on her phone and saw a message that Stefan sent her before boarding: Dear, I'm off.

Emmeline quickly stood up, but her body ached all over. She wanted to see him off at the airport but couldn't make it.

Whatever. It was his fault that she had no energy because of what he did last night.

At 8 am Emmeline went to school. She felt a pair of eyes on her the moment she stepped into the school.

She turned around and saw Antonio standing behind her, looking at her blankly.

Her mouth was wide open as she stared at the pale looking man. His hair was a mess and his clothes as well. He looked like a hobo.

He walked slowly towards her and his eyes were bloodshot. He opened his cracked lips and said, "Emmeline… Is that you?"

"It's me, Antonio. How are you?" Emmeline wanted to cry seeing his state.

"Is it really you? Emmeline… I'm, not doing well." He then suddenly opened his arms and hugged her.

"Emmeline, where have you been? I was so devastated looking for you. You are finally back." Antonio hugged her tightly in his arms, like a mother who found her long lost child.

Emmeline wanted to push him away but Antonio let her go in time. He yanked her and walked out of the school, "Emmeline, come with me. I have something to tell you."

Emmeline was speechless. She still wanted to go to school, but it was a good time to tell him the truth and tell him to not wait for her anymore. She couldn't promise him anything.

Antonio pulled her and walked out of school, his car was still waiting outside.

He walked over and opened the door, and made the driver hail a cab to go home as he wanted to use the car.

"Young Master, the master is still waiting for you at home to finish up the procedures. Your flight is 2 p.m. today." The driver reminded Antonio.

"Tell my dad that I'm not going to America anymore. I'll go after I graduate."

He then pushed Emmeline into the car and drove away. The driver stood there blankly and looked at the car as it disappeared. He shook his head and laughed.

Antonio brought Emmeline to the beachside. He braked urgently on the sandy beach and took off the seat belt. He looked over and gazed at Emmeline carefully.

"Emmeline, you're really back. It's really you, let me take a good look at you. Emmeline, I missed you so much." His tired eyes were misty.

Emmeline felt a sharp pain in her heart. Antonio was her first love. He was the sunlight in her life back then, shining her dark and dim world.