What Separates Me and You

Chapter 62 Let’s Have a Baby

Josephine tensed. Her face flushed hotly. She looked away to avoid Lewis’s gaze.

Lewis picked her up and placed her in the bathtub. Josephine clenched her fists nervously. She was a little reluctant because her stomach did not feel well. However, she had no power to refuse him. If she were to do so, she would only receive even more violent treatment from him in return.

Warm water washed over her. In the next moment, she was completely drenched. He was indeed helping her bathe, but that was also not his main intention. He would make a move on her after she was clean.

Josephine bore through the discomfort and cooperated until the middle of the night. In the end, she did not even know how she had fallen asleep. Groggily, she thought she heard him say something in her ear. She was unsure, but it sounded like, “Let’s have a baby.”

With her eyes half-closed, she looked at the face hanging above her head in a blur. She relaxed and fell instantly into darkness.

Lewis would not say such a thing. She was probably so exhausted that she was hallucinating.

When she woke up, it was already bright out. She picked up her phone. It was already 10 am.

She felt cramps in her abdomen. She bore through the discomfort and changed into her clothes, then found some painkillers and casually took one.

After washing up, she prepared to head out to work.

Mrs. Jinkins was already preparing lunch in the kitchen. Josephine was about to tell her not to when someone rang the doorbell.

Josephine went to open the door. A middle-aged couple in down jackets stood in front of her. They smiled and greeted Josephine.

“Hello, you must be Mrs. Alvarez,” the man smiled and said. “I’m Patrick Leigh, Mary Jinkins’ son. My mom lives here, right?”

Josephine furrowed her brows. She did not know who Mary Jinkins was. She only knew Mrs. Jinkins.

She gestured at him. “I don’t know who you are talking about.”

Patrick looked at her signing, confused. Was she mute? Perhaps she was just a household staff member?

could finish her sentence, the spatula in

Mrs. Jinkins trembling. Her face

He immediately walked past Josephine and strode

had a hard time

was heaving furiously, either out

doing here? Leave! Get out!” Mrs. Jinkins picked the spatula up

with a smile still on his face, said, “Mom, what are you doing? We finally found you. Why are you

this, can’t you let me spend the

need your help!” Patrick said with a forceful tone. He

This is someone else’s house!

afraid. She was afraid that her

I’m just here to let you know,” Patrick said.

a little stunned. “Isaac

married! Aren’t you happy? Do you want to come to his wedding?”

She was old, but she knew her son. He would not have come looking for

topic. “His wedding is in two months. You know how expensive weddings are; we have to buy a car and

here to

your grandson. You should help no matter what,” the lady chimed

Jinkins looked utterly disappointed. She patted her pockets. “Does it

you’ve returned to the Alvarez family. How could you not have money? You’ve been. working for them all

make Mrs. Jinkins tremble with fury. She wagged her finger at them. “Do you hear what you’re saying? You two have failed as parents, seeing how you’re

to afford your son’s wedding! Yet you come for me? Think of how you two have been treating me all these years! How dare you say such a thing?”

well now? If you didn’t have the money, how could you survive until now? I think you’ve been a slave for the

it hard to believe that this was what a son could say to his mother. She stepped forward, placed herself in front of Mrs.

brows. “What are you gesturing about? She’s my mother. This is a family matter. What does this have to

smiled and said, Mrs. Alvarez, we’re

Josephine did not believe their words. If they really cared for their mother, they