What Separates Me and You

Chapter 120 It Means That You Love Me

Lewis’ gaze flickered as he stared into Josephine’s eyes, suddenly speechless. His silence meant hope for Josephine. She continued to gesture, “I’m scared of being alone at home.”

When Lewis withdrew his hand, Josephine felt a sudden void in her heart. He tenderly caressed her cheek and murmured, “Then come with me.”

Josephine looked at him with bewilderment. He wanted to take her to meet Sierra? For some reason, she remembered being confined in the car by him, and Josephine withdrew her hand. She stood up and signed, “I’m going to bed.”

After that, she went upstairs without looking back. Just as she reached the top of the stairs, she heard the sound of the door closing. It resonated like a slap against her face. Josephine abruptly turned, her gaze distantly fixed on the firmly shut door.

She grimaced and rebuked herself. She pinched her arm, allowing the pain to bring clarity to her mind. What was she hoping for? Everything that happened yesterday was just an illusion. He could entirely disregard her as long as she returned obediently. After all, he was always capable of regaining control. In the end, the one in control would always be the one to emerge victorious in any relationship.

Josephine had hurried away earlier, ignoring the discomfort in her knees. Now, a sharp stinging pain surged through her knees. She sat on the stairs, cradling her knees in her hands. Tears streamed down her face as she peered down from above. The mansion loomed larger than before, exuding a chilling aura in the dim light. The furniture, bathed in soft illumination, appeared hauntingly forlorn.

She touched her forehead, and it felt warm. She was unsure if she had a fever.

Conrad entered the mansion with dinner and noticed her sitting alone on the stairs, looking like an abandoned puppy awaiting its owner’s return. He felt a pang in his heart. He walked toward the stairs, looked up, and called out to Josephine, “Mrs. Alvarez, come down and have dinner.”

Josephine’s empty stare shifted, and she lowered her head to look down. Her legs were slightly numb as she forced herself up from the floor. She almost stumbled when standing up, but she caught the railing in time.

Conrad was startled as well. It would have been disastrous if she had fallen. He said, “Mrs. Alvarez, please take your time to come down the stairs. There’s no need to rush.”

Josephine made her way down the stairs and followed Conrad to the dining table. He prepared the food and stood next to her, adding, “President Alvarez instructed me to make sure you finish eating before I leave.”

Josephine froze for a moment. He truly had considered everything. She took her spoon and ate

tasting like wax

and prepared to depart after she had finished eating. He

and the front door closed again.

look around the mansion, thinking it looked like a massive cage. She felt imprisoned within its walls, restricted by invisible chains that would forcefully pull her back whenever she

gave was quite far. It took Lewis two hours to drive there, and he

at the entrance. Someone asked, “Ms. Woods, are you waiting

a smile. She felt slightly frustrated that

benefactor who had propelled her to such great heights. They even got A-list celebrities to play supporting roles! In this industry, it was exceedingly challenging for newcomers to advance without a benefactor to promote them. So most of the celebrities

smooth stop in front of Sierra as everyone conversed and laughed. The onlookers grew hushed, their gaze fixated on

Sierra as she walked over

distinctive facial features came into view. In the dim light, his cold, disinterested eyes appeared especially frigid. It was as if he were an emotionless god, his gaze piercing through

business events. Since Lewis wasn’t involved in the entertainment industry, no one had. ever dared to approach

influential figures from various industries.

around Lewis’ arm and questioned, “Why did you drive here

time did

around her waist. “Just two hours. Did you have to wait a

warmly, but my

said, “Let’s get into the

nodded and leaned into the man’s embrace. Then, before an envious audience, they climbed into the car and drove away

the group of women stood together, exchanging glances filled with envy. Sitting in the car, Sierra couldn’t contain her joy as she spoke to Lewis, a smug expression on her face. “You won’t believe what I just heard, Lewis. They were saying that the person behind me was an old, ugly

when you arrived? It was hilarious. Those people were just asking for it. They had been standing there with me for so long, and now they were getting slapped across the face. Let’s see if they dare to