Chapter 399

Anger surged through Emmeline’s veins like wildfire. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug painfully into her palms.

“Mr. Blackthorn is like the air I breathe,” she declared fiercely. “Then again, who am I talking to? You’ve never experienced love before. Even your wife wasn’t your choice.”

The moment the words left her mouth, Emmeline knew she had crossed a line.

She caught a glimpse of Emile bending his arm, preparing to slap her. Instinctively, she closed her eyes, bracing for the impact.

“Shut up!” Emile’s voice was dangerously low.

When the expected pain didn’t come, Emmeline cautiously opened her eyes to find her brother’s face contorted with rage and his hand suspended in the air mere inches from her cheek.

He had stopped himself at the last moment when his self-control won out over his anger.

“Don’t ever speak about me and my wife in such a disrespectful tone again!” He warned, shaking with barely contained fury. “I sw