What Separates Me and You

Chapter 121 Calm And Heartless

Sierra sat frozen in her seat, complex emotions swirling in her eyes.

“Sierra, I can’t marry you.’

It was that sentence again. Each time those words reached her ears, it felt like he had repeatedly thrust a knife into her chest.

She bit her lip, her tears threatening to fall.

Lewis continued, “Take care of yourself.”

Sierra remained silent, finding his words utterly ridiculous. He had actually told her to take care of herself.

It was inconceivable that someone like him would utter such words.

It was clearly an excuse!

“Do you love me, Lewis?” she asked.

“What is love?”

“I should be asking you that. You’ve always treated me well, accommodating my requests, even the ones that required you to drive two hours here just to pick me up and indulge my whims. Tell me then, if this is not love, then what is?” Sierra stared at him, attempting to gauge his reaction.

Unfortunately, it was too dark inside the car. When the passing lights briefly illuminated his profile, all she could discern was his usual coldness.

It was the type of coldness that seeped through, even when he wore a smile.

The closer one approached him, the more they sensed the suffocating and desolate chill he undeniably emitted.

Lewis did not answer her. Instead, he focused on the road ahead as he drove, not even sparing her a glance.

“Every time I ask you this, you would only answer me with silence.” Sierra sniffed. The tears streaming down her face were beginning to smudge her makeup.

Just as she was about to wipe her tears with her sleeve, a slender hand extended a piece of tissue toward her.

In a fit of spite, Sierra snatched the tissue and wiped her face hastily.

She didn’t bother asking him anymore. Every time she asked, it only brought her pain. She was the only one suffering anyway.

They claimed that when love was reciprocated, it would be palpable in every fiber of your being. Yet, with Lewis, Josephine couldn’t detect a single ounce of that affection.

Sometimes, she thought Lewis loved her deeply. Other times, she thought she meant nothing

at all to him.

Several years had passed, yet the feelings persisted, caught in an unending pendulum swing between opposite ends of the spectrum.

Whether he loved her or not, it would only count if he was the one who admitted it himself.

off at the hotel. Turning his

here. Get out.”

sat in the car, unmoving. Her head was lowered, and her emotions

place.

called out.

black rings around her eyes-

her mouth and asked,

to get married to someone else tomorrow?”

“No.”

not

hers as well.

of your business! I’m getting

much after that. “Get

“Don’t. Just answer me.

”

good will that do?”

will-” Her voice trailed off toward the end, her tone weakening. “I’m afraid that I

his gaze on her intently. Shadows obscured her

to get married, find someone who would treat you well. I will continue treating you the

looked at

me this well even when I’m married?”

you could say

believed his words. Why? If you can continue treating me this well,

I can never marry you.’

again, those words shattered her heart into a million pieces,

indescribable pain

head. It was useless to

all, she’d voiced everything she ever wanted to say multiple times before, and yet, every

think she would ever

“I understand.”

and walked toward the hotel listlessly, her

of his car. He lit

”

the mansion for three days, and Lewis had not returned

who brought her her

the afternoon, Dr. Halliday would come on a daily basis to check on her wounds. The scabs on

her knee, however, needed a little

couch and cover her eyes with her arms,

heard something about a rising starlet with her

she turned her head and saw a few blurry photographs on television. She recognized two of those people at first

that their faces had become unrecognizably blurry, making

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herself, “So they’ve been together