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?

the bell…” Before she could finish her sentence, the spatula in

turned to see Mrs. Jinkins trembling. Her face was pale.

Mrs. Jinkins. He immediately walked past Josephine and strode inside.

here, Mom. We’ve had

Jinkins’ chest was heaving furiously, either out of fear or

Jinkins picked the spatula up off the floor and started to chase

spatula in her hand, and with a smile still on his face, said, “Mom, what are you doing? We finally found you. Why are you chasing

I’m already like this, can’t you let me spend the rest

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

This is someone else’s house! You can’t just let yourself

afraid. She was afraid that her son would ruin her hard-won

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

little stunned.

is getting married! Aren’t you happy?

old, but she knew her son. He would not have come looking for her just for this. “Are you here to get me to go

course, but…” Patrick changed the topic. “His wedding is in two months. You know how expensive weddings are; we have to buy a car and a place. Don’t even

understood immediately. “You’re here to ask me for

could you say that? Isaac is your grandson. You should

disappointed. She patted her pockets.

been. working for them all your life. Borrowing money from them should

finger at them. “Do you hear what you’re saying? You two have failed as parents, seeing how you’re

two have

little annoyed. “How I treated you? You told us that you didn’t have money, but aren’t you living well now? If you didn’t have the money, how could you survive until now? I think you’ve been a slave for the Alvarez family for so long that you’ve forgotten who your son is! You’ve forgotten

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

She’s my mother. This is a family matter. What does this have to do

Patrick and gave him a look. She smiled and said, Mrs. Alvarez, we’re just

If they really cared for their mother,