Stefan couldn't wait anymore when he noticed that Emmeline had actually locked herself in for three days. Since she had made such a choice to marry him as a substitute of her sister, she should know the consequence.
Emmeline suddenly heard someone knocking the door. She soon collected herself and went to open the door.
"Mrs. Stefan, Master Stefan asked you to go to the study." The servant was a bit stunned when seeing the listless face of Emmeline.
Emmeline nodded, "Okay, I will be right there."
She turned around and closed the door. Then she went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After getting dressed, she walked out of her bedroom and gently walked over to push the door of the study opened. Then she saw Stefan sitting on his wheelchair beside the French window. He fixed his eyes on the sea outside while holding a cigarette. He seemed to be pondering.
Emmeline slowly walked over.
She walked lightly, but he seemed to notice her.
He turned around and looked into her eyes. He could tell that she looked thinner. A trace of worry flashed across his eyes.
But he soon returned to be calm as usual again. Emmeline didn't even notice the change of his face. Then she saw him approach with his wheelchair.
His eyes looked mysterious as usual. But he also looked tired.
When seeing that, Emmeline seemed to notice something, 'Did he break in that night? Why did he do that to me?'
"Stefan, I felt a bit sick during these days. I am so sorry for not massaging you for the past few days…"
"It was raining last night. My legs started to be numb again. If you feel better, let's get started right now." Stefan suddenly interrupted before she finished.
He bypassed her and went out of the study, while Emmeline was following behind.
She hurried forward to push his wheelchair.
"Stefan, besides you and Paul, is there anyone else on the island? Oh, I mean is there any other man here?" Emmeline still held a big grudge in her mind. She had to figure out who violated her that night.
"No." Stefan pressed the button of the elevator, emotionless as usual.
Of course, except for Stefan and Paul, all servants here were female.
"Time for breakfast. After that, you may start your work on me." He said coldly as if he were just giving an order.
Emmeline was rendered speechless.
The dining room was quiet. Stefan was having a piece of sandwich elegantly. However, as Emmeline still felt down, she only took little food, "I need to get prepared first. Just wait for me in the study." Then she went into the elevator, frowning.
When seeing that, Stefan felt a bang of pain in his heart. He put down the chopsticks and hurried to follow.
As Emmeline just got into her bedroom and took out a blanket and little wooden hammer for massage, the door was pushed opened again. She turned around, "I…I told you to wait in the study. Or you can go to the gym to wait for me."
Stefan rolled his wheelchair forward to approach to the bedside. Then he fixed his dark eyes on her, "You can rest for one more day if you haven't recovered."
'But it was you who made me start today…' Emmeline complained in her mind.
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