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.

was warm. She wanted to thank her, but she couldn’t

the past 23 years, apart from Grandpa Alan and Lewis, Avery was the first person to stand

at the arms around her waist, she sighed silently. The rain was freezing, but Avery’s back

rain as a disguise, Josephine finally cried her heart out. Instead of going back to the coffee shop, Avery drove Josephine back to where

a villa, the house where

the motorcycle, took off Josephine’s

up and head inside to change your clothes so that you don’t catch a cold. If you get

nodded and gestured for

inside and came back out

it to

take it. Now hurry up and go inside.”

move. It seemed like she wanted to watch

and held it over her shoulder, then

sounded in the

corners of her mouth. If Lewis

let out a

but still felt dizzy. She measured her temperature, and it was 103 degrees Fahrenheit. She

up, she found someone sitting next to her bed, but

got up to turn on the

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

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

knelt on the bed and gestured with her hand, “Sorry, I overslept. Have you eaten?”

her question but said, “Don’t go to work at that place anymore.”

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

You’re not allowed to work