What Separates Me and You

Chapter 6 Where Did This Old Hen Come From?

Avery helped Josephine remove her helmet. Both of them were completely drenched, but the coffee in Josephine’s arms was intact.

“Are these people crazy? Do they not even have a coffee machine in this big company?” Avery ranted as she took the coffee from her hands and smiled. “Hey, you can wait here. I’ll be right back.”

Josephine nodded lightly and walked to the main entrance to wait.

The rain grew heavier, and it seemed like winter was coming with the downpour.

Josephine stared into the rain, her mind wandering.

On the day Grandpa Alan brought her to Alvarez Manor, it had also been pouring heavily. The nine-year-old Lewis had scrutinized her and asked who she was.

Grandpa Alan jokingly replied, “I found you a wife. Do you want her?”

Lewis, who was so young at the time, sneered and said, “I don’t want a monkey as my wife.”

He was right. She had been really skinny back then, and her hair was very dry. She might have looked worse than the monkeys in the zoo.

But then he added, “If you don’t eat more, how can you be my wife when you’re so skinny?”

she took it seriously every

in thought when a

said as she gracefully walked out of the building in her high heels. When she turned her

“Josephine?”

also heard that from the other

office building, then glanced at Josephine. She hung up

to indicate that she was not here to see him.

eyebrows and walked toward the woman. Her eyes scanned Josephine up and

coming to see him all wet.” She reached out and picked up a strand of wet hair from Josephine’s shoulder.

pride and arrogance. “But what’s the point of this? To him, you’re just like a pet.

tightly, and maybe because it was too cold in the

Sierra to say it. Josephine knew it in her heart.

at her was no different from the way he looked at the cat

Sometimes, he would forget to feed it before going to work and

and loving were two different things, after

came out after finishing the coffee delivery and overheard what Sierra just said. She quickly walked up to Josephine,

did this old hen come from? Why are you being so loud? Are you trying

breakfast? Why are you saying all that shit to my face? Who gave

arms and looked

can’t speak? I’ve really never encountered anyone like you, running into other people’s homes and squawking

face turned red from being