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

despite the food tasting like wax in her

after she had finished eating. He reminded her before he left, “Mrs. Alvarez, remember to

he too left, and the front door closed

like a massive cage. She felt imprisoned within its walls, restricted by invisible chains that would forcefully pull

Sierra gave was quite far. It took Lewis two hours to

set, and only Sierra was waiting at the entrance. Someone asked, “Ms. Woods, are you waiting for

She felt slightly frustrated that Lewis had

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 here had a benefactor. They were curious to discover Sierra’s benefactor, someone whom even their benefactors wouldn’t dare offend. They couldn’t help but relish the irony if it turned out to

gaze fixated on the car, waiting to see who would emerge. The car’s door quickly opened, and a tall man with

said Sierra as she walked

disinterested eyes appeared especially frigid. It was as

whether on television, in the press, or at high- level business events. Since Lewis wasn’t involved in the entertainment industry, no one

known, especially among these celebrities who regularly interacted with influential figures from various industries. It finally dawned

and questioned, “Why

did it

waist. “Just two hours. Did you have

my hands

said, “Let’s get

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

Sierra couldn’t contain her joy as she spoke to Lewis, a smug expression

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 say anything negative about me behind