What Separates Me and You

Chapter 142 Crawl to Me

Josephine’s body tensed, her gaze following his roaming fingers down to her lower abdomen.

Under her jacket, she was wearing one of Seth’s oversized shirts. With its size in comparison to her body, it almost felt like a dress, its only difference being the row of buttons adorning its

front.

He easily unbuttoned the shirt with a flick of his fingers.

Josephine panicked and grabbed his hands, shaking her head pleadingly.

“Tell me then, do you still want to return to Lewis’ side?” Seth’s voice was still light and cheerful, his eyes clear. Josephine could not discern any sign of lust in his actions.

Almost as if…as if he was simply teasing her.

She pressed her lips together tightly. She did not know what he wanted to hear from her. Neither nodding nor shaking her head seemed to satisfy him.

“Do you? Hmm?”

Seth’s hand had already ventured lower into her clothes. It fell on her thigh, scorching her skin.

Josephine wrestled against his exploring hands, but her efforts were futile. Her struggles proved insignificant against his herculean strength, akin to a flea attempting to move a tree.

She shook her head and signed frantically. “I don’t want to go back! I don’t ever want to go back!”

The smile between his eyes deepened, but he did not stop because of her words. Instead, he leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “Has Lewis ever done this to you before?”

Josephine twisted her head away, attempting to shy away from his breath. Her entire body collapsed on the ground helplessly.

She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists roughly.

Seth stared at that slender and fair neck of hers, strands of baby hair fuzzing behind her ears. The tips of her ears were flushed, and her breathing came in shallow but rapid pants.

His pupils darkened, and those clear irises were momentarily tainted by lust.

Josephine held onto her clothes with all her might, her gaze pinned on the ground. She caught sight of the shovel she’d used earlier for the coals.

She reached out, wrapping her fingers around the shovel and aiming it at Seth.

But before she could strike him, his arms tightly clamped down on her other wrist.

Josephine looked up and caught sight of the danger radiating from his features. Her gaze flickered.

Seth tightened his grip on her wrists, and she winced in pain. The shovel clattered to the ground.

wasting any more time, he slapped her across the face with the back of his

numb, a buzzing sound ringing in her ears. Dark specks filled her vision, and

ground for a long time before her

Seth’s direction, she felt blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. She winced. Half of her face was entirely numb.

Seth’s eyes

he yanked her up by her

sneer on his lips. “Why? What happened to obeying my every

eyes, her gaze flickering with a mix of

to save yourself for him? God, have some

voice incredibly gentle. There were even traces of pity in his tone as he spoke as if he hadn’t been the one to slap her in

where he sat, he towered over

paused. She was just about to push herself

to me.”

she looked at him in disbelief.

down all over his face. With a crown on his head, a smile on his

demons underneath was, undoubtedly, the

Josephine,” he shouted at her.

spread within her heart and leaked from

that all you can handle?” Seth taunted.

obey me at once, I’ll sell you to Mynor. You can see for yourself, then, how they torment

lowered her head, her tears falling uncontrollably. She stared at the brazier. She had the wildest urge to dive

seem particularly angry. He retrieved a

“Is this her?”

on a hospital bed. It seemed that she had already awakened and was propped

clip had no audio. Josephine could not make out

face. Josephine saw that arrogant, domineering look he maintained as he waited for her

lip, after much internal turmoil, her gaze lowered, her lashes hiding the tumultuous

eyes.

body weight with both hands, Josephine knelt and

dragged against the floor, its clatter distinct and

in front of Seth

Not that

down her chin. One by one, they dripped onto

his hand.

moment before suddenly releasing his grasp on her. “The next time you see

said that, he stood

was only when she heard the sound of the door closing that Josephine slumped

on the couch, her head spinning from the full force of the slap she had endured earlier. Without realizing it, she slipped into a

text message from a stranger. It was an attachment file, which he initially thought was

of his wits. His phone flew out of his hands and clattered on the ground about six

still in the living room of Styx Mansion. Fumbling on his phone, he couldn’t help