What Separates Me and You

What Separates Me and You

Chapter 24 He Doesn’t Want Us Anymore

Mr. Casio sighed. His heart ached for the young lady in front of him. Pushing the food to her, he urged, “Go on, tuck in. We don’t want the food to get cold.”

Josephine wiped her tears away and forced a smile.

She picked up a fork and ate hastily, stuffing her mouth.

From Mr. Casio’s point of view, she must have been starving for days.

As Josephine wolfed down the stroganoff, her tears kept falling into the plate and mixing in with the food that she ate.

The diner was owned by Mr. and Mrs. Casio, a middle–aged couple in their forties. They used to have a child, but the child had passed away due to a traffic accident.

They ran the diner and did what they could by trying their best to help people who couldn’t afford their meals.

Josephine sat in the diner for the entire afternoon and stayed on until after dark.

Mrs. Casio was quite worried about her, so she asked her husband, “This poor child, looks quite pitiful. Has she nowhere to go?”

“She can’t speak. I guess she’s looking for a job here.”

When most of the diners left for the night, Mrs. Casio approached Josephine. “Young lady, where do you stay?”

Josephine shook her head. She didn’t have a home. She hadn’t had one since she was five.

Mrs. Casio sighed. “Why don’t you stay here and work for us if you don’t have a place. to go? We have a storage room in the back where you can sleep. All you have to do is wash the dishes and keep the place clean during the day.”

Josephine was stunned. She looked at Mrs. Casio in wonder.

Mrs. Casio chuckled. “But we don’t make much too, so you’re not going to get any wages.”

Josephine nodded in agreement, and even though Mrs. Casio did not understand. sign language, Josephine still signed her a “Thank you“.

Mrs. Casio looked at her dazedly. She seemed to look past Josephine to a faraway place. “If my daughter was still alive, she’d be around your age.”

Josephine’s gaze was downcast as she kept silent.

They cleared out the storage room which had a metal bed frame in it. That was where they usually took a break after a long day in the diner.

cramped storage room, and though it wasn’t as spacious and luxurious as Lewis‘

herself how nice it would be if Lewis didn’t come for her and

home to an empty mansion that night. He looked down at his wristwatch. to

to the bedroom upstairs, all to no avail. As he searched for

the walk–in wardrobe, pushed open the door, and found Josephine’s clothes still inside. His expression lightened up ever so slightly.

back to the living room and gave his assistant

Alvarez

cigarette and took a long drag. With a laugh, he said, “She’s enjoying a taste

from his tone that something wasn’t right, so he immediately agreed and cut the call.

to track her down. All they needed to do was to check the CCTV

they saw that she got down at the last station, and headed to the

part

of

so they knew that Josephine had

at him and saw that his gaze was fixed

“Should I bring

shut off the CCTV footage and

when she’s had enough

not seem to go

after work hours. However, as they did not charge much for food, they did not make much.

helpful and diligent. Not only did she wash the

would also clean the tables after diners left

pleased with her work, and they even felt bad for not paying

go back because she was suffering. In fact,

their meals and

delusion that she finally had a

to cook basic meals, but Josephine already knew how

dish, so Josephine was always practicing her culinary skills after marriage. She trained herself to

cook, Mrs. Casio was impressed. “Josie, you’ve learned to

she

we’ve wasted your talent by having you wash dishes! Should you

food these days, so she was worried that she might just throw up in the pot one

something, Josephine felt her stomach churn. She immediately rushed over to a corner where the

while, but all that came out was some

pat her on the back at the sight

before she straightened up and wiped her mouth. She touched her