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.

and though it wasn’t as spacious

didn’t come for her and she could keep staying here

down at his wristwatch. to find that it was almost

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

the walk–in wardrobe, pushed open the door, and found Josephine’s

back to the living room and gave his assistant a call.

Mrs. Alvarez gone missing?”

drag. With a laugh, he

that something wasn’t right, so he immediately

her down. All they needed to do was to check the CCTV outside Playtime to know in which direction

got down at the last station,

part

of

Josephine had to be

glance at him and saw that his gaze was fixed on the footage. displayed on the monitor.

“Should I bring Mrs. Alvarez back?”

off the CCTV footage and

had enough

seem to go as he wished.

buzzed with customers after work hours. However, as they did not charge much for food,

and diligent. Not only did she

clean the tables

and they even felt bad for not

did not go back because she was suffering. In fact, she

their meals and

her the delusion that she finally had a home.

teach her how to cook basic meals,

could taste the most minute difference in each dish, so Josephine was always practicing her culinary skills after marriage. She

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

as she

Seems like we’ve wasted your talent by having you wash dishes! Should you be a chef here?”

smell of food these days, so she was worried that she might just throw up in

her stomach churn. She immediately rushed over to

retched for quite a while, but all

the back at the

up and wiped