What Separates Me and You

Chapter 7 Do You Dare to Try?

In the lobby of the office building.

“What happened?” Lewis sat down beside Sierra and held her leg to examine her swollen ankle.

Sierra snorted in anger and turned her head away from him.

At this moment, a security guard came over and handed something to Lewis, saying, “Mr. Alvarez, this is the surveillance footage.”

Lewis looked at the screen, and his expression immediately darkened. He had been to where Josephine worked before, so he naturally knew who Avery was as well.

He threw the tablet onto the table and said to Sierra, “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Sierra felt even more enraged when he didn’t clarify his stance. “I’m not going! Let my leg be broken so I don’t have to hear people call me a mistress every time I step out.”

Lewis furrowed his brows and said, “Don’t make a fuss. Let’s go to the hospital.”

“I’m not going!”

Without even bothering to negotiate with Sierra, Lewis picked her up and carried her outside.

…

Josephine sat behind Avery as the heavy rain washed over her cheeks. She carefully reached out and put her arms around Avery’s waist.

back was warm. She wanted to thank her, but she

from Grandpa Alan and Lewis, Avery was

was startled. When she looked down at the arms around her waist, she sighed silently. The rain was freezing, but

heart out. Instead of going back to

villa, the house where

motorcycle, took off Josephine’s helmet, and smoothed her wet

head inside to change your clothes so that you don’t catch a cold. If you get sick, that douchebag won’t care

for her to

she quickly ran inside and came back out

handed it to Avery.

umbrella. “Okay, I’ll take it. Now

Josephine didn’t move. It seemed like

alright,” Avery said. She opened the umbrella and held it over her shoulder, then

voice sounded in the rain.

playing at the corners of her mouth. If Lewis were there, he would have noticed that

out

took cold medicine but still felt dizzy. She measured her temperature, and it was 103 degrees Fahrenheit. She had a

her bed, but the room was too dark, so she thought

her eyes and got up

turned out to be Lewis. He was sitting there with his legs crossed, and he was wearing a black shirt with an open collar. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms. He also wore a simple and subtle luxury watch

cold gaze at Josephine. The expression on his face was hardly discernible.

bed and gestured with her hand, “Sorry, I

“Don’t go to work at that

was slightly surprised, and she hastily expressed her concern, “Why?”

to work there anymore. I’ll find you a new job.”