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.

between, perhaps it had been the headache building up behind her temple, Josephine’s vision turned black, and she fell headfirst

“Madam!”

away, but Seth did not allow him.

his hands, he threatened, “Don’t you

control in Seth’s hands, unsure how he should proceed.

why the president had left. There was never any solution

orders to him were loud and clear-bring Josephine

killing Josephine yet, but

it would take to push

remained in a stalemate

of the homestead. In the distance, there were only

so much effort to come here only to leave empty- handed?”

he had no idea either.

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

Lewis hadn’t left now, he would never make

he still chose to return to the meeting.

the foot of the mountain, he stopped his car

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

by the passing

around Lewis. His

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

Josephine lay on the bed. When

yard. At that moment, the originally quiet courtyard had become somewhat abuzz with life.

at the countdown around her ankles. It was

Fourteen hours left.

saw Conrad squatting in the

and tapped him on the

and extinguished his cigarette. “Madam, you’re awake.

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to say to him, so she

the other hand, pondered everything that had happened. He couldn’t help but speak

pursed her lips and

expect her to reply anyway. He continued to no one in particular. “This shareholders’ meeting is very important to President Alvarez. He

in

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

She stared at her feet, speechless.

wishes to do to the president, however he wishes to control him and you-it would’ve been too easy for him to do it.

even be imprisoned. If he ends up in jail, Madam, what would

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you?

not understand President Alvarez very well, but I can

entire night up here to find you. If he really didn’t care about you at

you-you broke