What Separates Me and You

Chapter 145 You Broke His Heart

“You’re asking me?” Lewis’ expression was very unpleasant, as if he was on a killing spree.

Only then did Conrad look toward Seth and instantly regret his actions. A sense of unease consumed him as soon as his gaze fell upon Josephine embracing the other man.

What-what-what had he missed? It had just been two days.

How had Mrs. Alvarez moved on so quickly? Could Stockholm Syndrome strike this quickly?

Lewis eyed Josephine again. When he looked at her this time, his gaze was colder and more ruthless than it had ever been.

Finally, he got into the car and told Conrad before he left, “It’s up to you now.”

Having said that, Lewis drove out of the homestead, his car disappearing in the distance, as if he no longer wanted anything to do with Josephine.

Seth sneered, “See, he never would have chosen you.”

Josephine pushed him away and took a step back.

She knew it. Of course, she had known well before this. Seth’s words were nothing but another stab in her already wounded heart.

She supposed it was a mercy that it no longer hurt.

Conrad was at a loss. Lewis had said nothing more before he left. What was he supposed to do now?

Should he kill the two of them?

But if Lewis had wanted the two of them dead, he would have personally dealt with the matter himself before leaving. He never would have left it to Conrad.

Conrad thought about it for a long time before deciding to have someone tend to Seth’s wounds before bringing the two of them back down from the mountains.

Seth was sitting in the yard when Conrad had someone bandage his wounds. His injuries were not superficial, and it was troublesome to deal with. By the looks of it, Seth had a long road of recovery ahead of him.

Josephine stood by one side quietly. The resolute look on Lewis’ face replayed in her mind again and again as a sharp burst of pain built up behind her temples.

Maybe she was being delusional and greedy.

After all, she could have remained subservient and stayed in the mansion like a good pet. Lewis would have treated her well that way.

And yet, she insisted on rebelling and forcing him to make a choice like this.

She was indeed foolish beyond words.

But again, she was already dying. Was it really too much to hope for?

Josephine closed her eyes and felt the chilly mountain breeze on her face. The cold was so intense that it seeped into her pores. It was the kind of chill that reached her bones.

She hardly felt it, though. It was the coldness in her heart that weighed down on her heavily.

behind her temple, Josephine’s vision turned black, and she fell headfirst to the ground.

“Madam!”

wanted to take Josephine away, but

threatened, “Don’t you act recklessly, or we’ll all die here together.”

in Seth’s hands, unsure how

he also realized why the president had left. There was never

loud and clear-bring Josephine

but if he were forced to, he

her if that was what it would take

act rashly. Things remained

the entrance of the homestead. In the distance, there were only mountains.

why had he spent so much

be honest, he had no

went through the woods, it would take half a day, but if he took the main roads, it would be even further.

left now, he would

of the day, he still chose to return to

to the foot of the mountain, he stopped

car window, mingling with the mountain breeze, only to dissipate moments

by the passing wind.

casting a pensive aura around Lewis. His gaze remained fixed through the windshield, drawn to a

only one single-lane road through the mountainous range. As soon as one turned the corner,

in the homestead, Josephine lay on the bed. When she woke up again, night had already fallen.

yard. At that moment, the originally quiet courtyard had become

the bed and looked down at the countdown around her ankles. It was

Fourteen hours left.

squatting in

tapped him on

around and

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She had nothing to say to him, so

the other hand, pondered everything that had happened. He couldn’t help but speak up. “Madam, did you willingly go with Seth

lips and did

shareholders’ meeting is very important to President Alvarez. He

in

given up everything for you? How would he protect you if he was reduced to nothing?”

She stared at her feet,

that happens, whatever he wishes to do to the president, however he wishes to control him and you-it would’ve been too

imprisoned. If he ends up in jail, Madam, what would happen to

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you?

well, but I can see

until dawn. Last night, he even drove the entire night up here to find you. If he really didn’t

broke his heart.”