What Separates Me and You

Chapter 64 Lewis, Do You Love Me?

“Miss, are you alright?”

Suddenly, someone helped Josephine up. She looked up to see a young man roughly in his college years. He was in a white down jacket with headphones around his neck and a backpack on his shoulders.

Josephine wiped away her tears and nodded.

“That’s good to hear. Go home then.” The young man smiled at her and left.

Josephine kept standing there, feeling the cold wind on her. It was a kind of iciness she had never felt before.

She sat on the steps, took her phone out, and looked at Avery’s message.

“What happened?”

Josephine stared at that message, not knowing how to reply. She sat there in a daze for almost two hours when she suddenly stood up and took a cab to the landfill where Mrs. Jinkins used to live.

When she reached her tiny hut, no one was there. Mrs. Jinkins’ belongings were taken away too the last time, leaving only the bed..

Josephine walked over and sat on the bed, gently caressing the dirty bedsheet.

Elysium was such a huge city. Where was she going to find Patrick and Mrs. Jinkins?

She took her phone out and aimlessly scrolled through her contacts when she noticed Mrs. Jinkins’ contact. She had almost forgotten that she had bought Mrs. Jinkins a phone.

Josephine immediately dialed Mrs. Jinkins. The tone rang for a long time, but no one picked up. She tried over and over again until an automated voice notified her that the phone had

been shut off.

She lowered her hands, sitting in a daze in the tiny hut, constantly worried about what would happen to Mrs. Jinkins. Mrs. Jinkins was not even picking up her phone.

It was not that Mrs. Jinkins did not want to pick up Josephine’s call. She had thrown her phone.

into the river.

her, so in desperation, she flung her phone

window into the

brakes. He jumped out of the car and ran over

pointed at Mrs. Jinkins, and yelled, “You old

you threw your phone away, I won’t be able to get my money! I know where the

you dare go looking for her,

you would protect her so much? Don’t you care about your

one foot in the grave, and all you can think of is using me to get my employer’s money. Patrick, you’ll get what’s coming for you sooner

coming for me, you won’t be alive to see it. Just wait. That mute lady cares for you a lot. She will surely

those years, yet he despised his mother for being a maid and often said that she had no social

so hard that the veins on the back of her hands popped. She no longer had anything else to say

tiny hut until the sky was dark. Then, she got up and headed back

mansion.

stood in front of the huge black door, looking at how vast and empty the inside was. She suddenly had no courage to enter anymore. Many questions were on her mind. Why did Patrick know how to look for Mrs. Jinkins here? He had not cared for

little. As if to prove her

inside the house.

get out

barely open her

of her, and their eyes met.

daze.

here

pouted and signed.

took it as a tacit agreement. He knew clearly what she

much disbelief that her fingers tensed up. With huge difficulty, she signed.

hands to stop her from signing.

broke free of his grasp and stubbornly asked once more, “Why? Why

talk once we’re inside!” His icy gaze was so sharp that

wrong? Tell me, what did I

pulled her inside. Josephine struggled with all her might. She clung to