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.

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

Lewis

beside her, his gaze pinned on her face. Even though he couldn’t make out her features in the dark, his gaze remained locked on her

“You-”

cheek with his other hand, as if trying to determine if she

could no longer resist it anymore, she let

the cliff, after laying on the ground for a long time and having made sure that there was

nodded and spread out, searching for Lewis and Josephine on the roads leading

Seth pay 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

before barging into the room hurriedly.

should be bedbound from his extensive injuries was nowhere to

but found no sign of him anywhere, even after having searched almost

gazed at the empty room and took a step

Seth had escaped!

this was not the time to worry about

had already noticed that the steep gorges nestled between the cliffs were predominantly filled with water, resembling a colossal white

excellent place

it meant that Josephine and Lewis might not have lost their lives if they’d landed in the

Josephine jolted awake multiple times in between from the cold.

in the valley with nothing but a woolen coat, even without getting drenched, would result in catching a cold within

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the night. It wasn’t until the

and saw a man’s chest in front of her.

Her gaze traveled upward, gliding from his chest to his jaw, taking in the sight of his tightly pursed lips and the dancing firelight that

head, her eyes fell upon a blazing fire, predominantly fueled by fresh twigs with only a few dry ones scattered among them. The fire appeared relatively small, emanating thick smoke

was fiddling with some branches, attempting to make the fire

sit up, but the hand on her

“Don’t move.”

of them had their clothes on. There was only a thin shirt

branches he could find, forming a crude, makeshift screen on the side. One side of

than twenty feet in total. The few clothes they had on them sealed the entrance tightly, barely

high Lewis’ body temperature was,

maneuvers, the fire flared brighter, its glow illuminating

the branch onto the ground and

into her own, as if they were

while, Lewis spoke. “You

her mouth, but she didn’t know what else to say.

stance emitting a low

into a ball and struggled to voice a