What Separates Me and You

Chapter 147 Let Me Hear Your Voice

Josephine gasped as she was dragged out of the water, coughing up water with every exhale.

The world spun even as she lay on the ground. She forced herself to open her vision was pitch-black.

eyes, but her

Someone was pounding her chest, salt water trickling uncontrollably from her mouth.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before the pressure in her chest built up rushed up her throat.

and

She coughed, expelling a large mouthful of water. Cold air rushed into her nose and her mouth at once. She could finally breathe smoothly again.

“Josephine, are you insane?

“Who said you could jump? Who gave you permission to fucking jump?!

“If you wanted to die so badly, why didn’t you tell me directly? I would have shot you earlier!”

Above her, a man’s voice erupted in a thunderous roar, brimming with a rage she had never witnessed before.

Josephine tried to make out the man’s features in her daze, but all she could see was darkness.

Above her, she felt water droplets dripping continuously onto her face and into her mixing with the tears that were streaming down her face.

eyes,

She raised her hand and let her senses guide her as she touched his cheek.

“Lew-Lew-”

She forced a syllable out of her throat. She had never spoken before and couldn’t voice the rest of the syllables. After trying for what seemed like an eternity, she could still only utter that one syllable despite her efforts.

The man was clearly stunned.

“What did you say?”

Josephine opened her mouth. Her breath stuck in her throat, and the sounds she uttered were completely at odds with the unfamiliar motions of her lips and tongue.

“Lou-ie-” She finally squeezed out two simple and awkward syllables after struggling intensely.

quiet instantly, save for the distant wind and the rustle of the

instantaneously, the rage emanating from Lewis dissipated

her, his gaze pinned on her face. Even though he couldn’t make out her features

“You-”

hand, as if trying to determine if she was still

and when she could no longer resist it anymore,

sure that there was no movement below, Conrad stood and ordered those

Lewis and Josephine

for everything that had happened, but when he rushed back to the homestead, all he found were the bodies of the two bodyguards he’d left on

frowned before barging into the room

bedbound from his extensive injuries was nowhere to be found, and the building

no sign of him anywhere, even after having

gazed at the empty room and took a step back.

Seth had escaped!

to worry about Seth’s whereabouts. He still had

gorges nestled between the cliffs were predominantly filled with water, resembling a colossal white snake winding its

was, undoubtedly, an excellent

meant that Josephine and Lewis might not have lost their lives if they’d

night was particularly long. Josephine jolted awake multiple times

merely standing in the valley with nothing but a woolen coat, even without getting drenched, would

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night. It wasn’t until

a man’s chest in front of her.

upward, gliding from his chest to his jaw, taking in the

by fresh twigs with only a few dry ones scattered among them. The fire appeared relatively small, emanating

with some branches, attempting

hand on her shoulders

“Don’t move.”

she looked down again, she realized that neither of them had their

clothes had been propped up with the branches he could find, forming a crude, makeshift screen on the side. One side of it was being dried by the heat from the fire, and the other shielded them from

in was very small, not more than twenty feet in total. The few clothes they had on them sealed the entrance tightly, barely letting in any wind.

body temperature was, she was still shivering from

flared brighter, its glow illuminating the entirety of the cave.

threw the branch onto the ground and looked at

dark eyes bore into her own, as if they were trying to uncover her deepest secrets.

spoke. “You can

didn’t know what else to say. Other than sounding a few

eyes, his stance emitting a low hum of danger.

She curled into a ball and struggled to voice a single syllable.