What Separates Me and You

What Separates Me and You

Chapter 25 Destroy What She Cares Most About

The tall, slender figure stood at the entrance with his back facing the sun, so

Josephine could not see his face clearly. Her grip on the plate in her hands tightened. subconsciously.

She did not know why he would suddenly come looking for her. Shouldn’t he bel enjoying his time with Sierra now?

“Are you done messing around?” he asked, sounding no different than how he usually did.

She had been missing for more than half a month, and all that amounted to him was her messing around?

Mrs. Casio was stunned and stood frozen on the spot, her gaze traveling between. the two.

“Who are you to Josie?” Mrs. Casio questioned spontaneously.

“I’m her husband.”

Mrs. Casio’s jaw dropped in bewilderment. This was not what she expected. She had thought that Josephine’s husband was a slacker who bummed around doing. nothing. Or a paunchy man who ordered her around, thinking he was all that.

Never had it occurred to her that he would be such a handsome young man with al commanding air to him.

“Josie said you didn’t want her anymore. Why have you come looking for her?”

Lewis turned slightly to look at Mrs. Casio. “Is that what she told you?”

Mrs. Casio paused. She didn’t know how she should answer that. Things did not seem to be as she thought. “Well…”

Lewis put on an amiable smile. “She ran away from home after throwing a tantrum. I’m sorry she’s given you trouble.”

“Oh, so that’s how it is.” Mrs. Casio smiled in acknowledgment and heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s better. I’m relieved. I was worried about the ba-”

Mrs. Casio was cut off by a loud, clattering sound. Josephine had lost her grip on the plate in her hand, and it crashed to the floor, shattering into smithereens.

Josephine hurried over to Mrs. Casio and signed. “I’m sorry, I did not mean to do that.

The fact was, she had done it on purpose. Had she not dropped the plate, Mrs. Casio would have spilled the beans on how she was pregnant.

could only smile awkwardly. “It’s alright, I’ll clean it up. You should go back with your husband now that he’s

at Lewis. He reached for her hand and led her out.

the way home.

happy. Once again, Josephine was back in the cold, soulless mansion. The place was lavish and spacious. However, its lack of warmth and its loneliness was a stark difference from the cozy

way home. When they finally reached the mansion, he suddenly reached out

days, aren’t we, Josephine? Running away from home

a vise. It felt as though he was letting out all his fury through his fingers.

through her suffering, observing the

for quite a while. Just as she was about to

seemed to spin, and for a brief moment, all she saw was black. He went

on Josephine’s lips as she stared at him

me to do it. You don’t care where I am anyway,

actions spoke volumes about how angry

hers

much, so I’m giving way to let you be together. Isn’t that good

said went, and he never had to take her feelings into consideration. All he had to do was give her a pat on the head, and she would be more than happy.

that he found out that she was capable of being angry

to process this new piece of information. “Were you acting

pausing mid–air. For a moment, she did not

neglecting her. and disliking her child stifled her so much that all

and had a look. It

at Lewis. He had his eyes on her phone too. Before she could react, he’d already snatched her

my paintings. But I did all I

Josephine another glance. The anxiety in her eyes was palpable.

ignoring my

his lips radiated a sort of danger in Josephine’s eyes. She shook her head

the coffee table by the couch

she ran

the mansion meant for parcels. Lewis

the pile was a box that held the paintings that Avery had

moment, Josephine’s pupils constricted. She rushed over and crouched down on the ground,

“Move aside!”

only Avery’s present for her, but they were also her

was dour. He grabbed Josephine by the wrist and flung her