What Separates Me and You

Chapter 118 Don’t Go Too Far

Nancy could not believe he had said those words. She pondered whether their lack of interaction over the years had caused him to undergo such a drastic change or if he was simply being true to himself and revealing his innate nature. She said, “Well, then…”

Lewis interrupted, “I just want to let you know that times have changed. Don’t go too far, and don’t become involved in things you shouldn’t.”

Nancy looked at him blankly. She understood what he was saying. Lewis was deliberately opposing her, warning her not to intervene in his affairs or restrain him like she had done when he was a child. The son who used to listen to her every word no longer existed.

Feeling powerless, Nancy slumped, and her shoulders dropped. Although she was reluctant, she had no choice but to accept this reality when she saw Lewis’ cold gaze. The son that she was once proud of had wholly escaped her grasp.

Lewis stood up and added, “Since you’ve just regained consciousness, you should get some rest. You should focus on taking care of your health and minding your own business at your age.”

After speaking, he ignored Nancy’s emotions and left the room without looking back. Daphne was standing outside the door, evidently eavesdropping on their exchange. As she looked at Lewis, fear flashed across her eyes.

Lewis, on the other hand, ignored her and moved past her, leaving the scene. Daphne rushed into the room, anxiously clutching Nancy’s arm. “Are you okay, Mom?”

Nancy moved her glance to Daphne, her face expressionless. “Your brother is no longer the person I knew.”

Daphne sighed and replied, “People change, and so does he.”

Nancy closed her eyes, tears running down her cheeks. Daphne grew impatient and asked, Mom, what about that mute woman? What are we going to do now?”

Nancy’s eyes remained closed, and exhaustion was evident on her face as she said, “Daphne, please leave. I need to rest.”

Daphne could tell by her reaction that she had given up on dealing with Josephine. Daphne was adamantly opposed to it and refused to let that happen. She gripped Nancy’s arm tightly and said, “Mom, don’t let Lewis deceive you. He’s saying all this because he’s worried you’ll go

after that mute!”

was stunned as she said, “What

the situation, Daphne restrained her emotions and continued to babble, Just think about it. You were the one who raised him. How much could he

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capable of benefiting him. Even if he has to look after her, there’s no conflict in marrying another woman, right?”

sense. She continued, “In my opinion, everything

was surprised. “Are

to get rid of Josephine. She did not speak her mind and just nodded heavily. “Of course. I grew up with Lewis, and I know him well. Just think about it, if he really liked Sierra, why wouldn’t he marry her? If he

as she listened

to persuade her, “Wouldn’t his actions be justified if what I’m saying is true?”

makes sense,” Nancy muttered.

sighed in relief as she noticed her mother was starting to listen. She was leaving in a few days, and

just returned home. Raindrops. clung to Robert’s skin. When he saw Lewis,

this afternoon that she ran into a tree,” Robert

just a misunderstanding.”

becoming disrespectful!” Robert scoffed as he flung

His

and distant as he looked at Lewis, lacking the warmth that should exist between a father and son. From childhood to adulthood, his father rarely expressed any appreciation, never uttering a word of praise, even during the company’s

away. He arrived at the place where the two household staff were being punished. They were still there, kneeling in pain. Seeing Lewis, one of them begged, “Master

Lewis, please pardon us!” said the other.

said and left,

and face were hurting, and she felt a burning sensation on her wounds. Her wounds also felt hot and itchy because she was wrapped in the blanket. She lifted the blanket and opened the window, allowing the cold breeze to enter. It relieved the burning sensation on her knees. However, the

knees and went downstairs slowly. To her surprise, breakfast was already served on the table. She walked over and saw a note under the pot. Lewis wrote it. His handwriting was messy, and it took her some time to decipher what he wrote. It said, “Eat this and rest well. Don’t go