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!”

away, but Seth did not allow

threatened, “Don’t you act recklessly, or we’ll

in Seth’s hands, unsure how he

why the president had left. There was never any solution to this impasse.

orders to him were loud

but if he were forced to, he would.

choose to kill her if that was what it would

remained in

eyed the entrance of the homestead. In the distance, there were

of yours, why had he spent so much effort

be honest, he had no idea either.

back was very far. If Lewis went through the woods, it would take half a day, but if he took the main roads,

left now, he would never make it back in

day, he still chose to return to the

the foot of the mountain, he stopped his car by the road and lit a

mingling with the mountain breeze, only to dissipate moments later. It vanished, like wisps of a fleeting memory,

by the passing

in his brows, casting a pensive aura around Lewis. His gaze remained fixed

one single-lane road through the mountainous range. As soon as one

bed. When she

in the yard. At that moment, the

looked down at the countdown around her ankles. It was still there.

Fourteen hours left.

saw Conrad squatting in the yard,

tapped him

Conrad turned around and extinguished his cigarette.

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nothing to say to him,

happened. He couldn’t help but speak up.

pursed her lips and did not

not expect her to reply anyway. He continued to no one in particular. “This shareholders’ meeting is

in silence.

what would happen if the president had really given up everything for you? How would he protect

She stared at her

of the distant ones. Just take Seth, for example. When that happens, whatever he wishes to do to the president, however he wishes to control

might even be imprisoned. If he ends up in jail,

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you?

but I can

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

broke his