What Separates Me and You

Chapter 8 Let’s Get a Divorce

Josephine pursed her lips and stared at him for a while before seemingly making up her mind.

She let go of his clothes and walked past him down the stairs, moving toward the sofa in the living room. She bent down, opened the drawer under the coffee table, and took out a divorce agreement that had been lying unnoticed inside.

Lewis trailed behind and caught sight of the papers too.

They had been there for a while now, but he never realized it. He had never even opened that drawer.

Suddenly, he looked at Josephine, his eyes filled with bewilderment and confusion.

She glanced back at him seriously, and everything she wanted to say was in her eyes—Let’s get a divorce.

All of a sudden, Lewis laughed in anger. “Are you throwing a tantrum?” he asked.

Josephine waved her hand in denial and signed, “I’m not trying to make you angry. I’ve been meaning to give you this for a long time.”

She had wanted to give it to him a long time ago, but she was struggling to muster the courage to bring it up. In that case, why was she doing it now? Was it because she was about to lose her friend, or was it because she had a fever so high that her mind was muddled? She wasn’t sure. But when she took it out, she felt a sense of relief. It was like pulling out a thorn that had been stuck in her heart.

want

because I want to divorce you,” Josephine expressed, her eyes firm and resolute. She was serious about this.

down on the sofa. “We can get a divorce, but you have to leave with nothing. All

back upstairs again. The gloominess on Lewis’ face started fading

back down and handed a card to him.

at the card, his expression became tense again. He looked at Josephine with intense

he asked in

table and gestured, “All the money you’ve ever given me is here.”

your childhood until now, not just the

it over time,” she

mute. Once you leave this door, you won’t be able to survive on your own. How

of stubbornness on her face, Josephine took out the divorce agreement and placed it in

we’re divorced, you can marry Sierra,

she still stiffly

The papers

with several red scratches from paper cuts, which stood out even more vividly against

and added with a calmer tone, “When you’ve

those words and turned to leave the

in the car, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

divorce with him? He hadn’t even mentioned it yet, and she dared to bring it up