Chapter 174 You Were Too Rash

Josephine was stunned. Then, she immediately opened the door, hopped in, and put on her

seatbelts.

Lewis didn’t say anything as he reversed the car.

The rain had stopped, but the weather was still depressing. Josephine’s hands and feet were icy and numb after being in the hotel all night.

The window was open. The breeze brought along a faint hint of alcohol.

Josephine was worried. Lewis drank alcohol, yet he was driving.

She dared not utter a sound. She glanced at him and looked elsewhere, the breeze slapping against her face.

Josephine slowly inched her finger toward the control and closed the window, keeping the frosty air out.

They reached Styx Mansion. After he parked the car, Josephine reached out and tugged his sleeve.

Lewis looked at her silently, but Josephine could feel the cold air he emitted.

She signed, “Do you want to bathe? I’ll get the bath ready.”

Lewis didn’t reply. He looked away from her and pulled out a cigarette. Then, emotionlessly, he asked, “You’d listen to everyone else except for me, huh?”

Josephine paused. She shook her head and tried to sign, but he wasn’t looking at her.

She stared at his side profile-he was upset. She opened her mouth and struggled to say, “I…w -was…worried…”

He listened to her without a word this time, but she didn’t know if he understood.

Shortly, he finished his cigarette and threw the butt out. Then, he glanced at her.

“Do you

Conrad?”

have to pay heed to anyone else besides me and

head. She didn’t. She truly

won’t keep anything I said in mind anyway. You’ll only remember what others say.”

reached out to tug his sleeves, but

words deliberately. She just couldn’t remember, She had forgotten

bit by bit, and she found it more difficult to remember those

the memories she held dear would occasionally be gone from her memory

was nothing she

didn’t want this to happen.

remained in her memory was her concern for him. It was deeply engraved in her. Even if she forgot everything, she would

communicate with her. He opened the door, got out, and entered the house.

at his silhouette in the rearview mirror, tears rolling down her cheeks. She wiped her tears and hurriedly got out of the

on

where she put

a while before getting up and starting her search again.

door and peered inside using the

a pile of torn-up papers.

picked up the pieces of paper, struggling to identify the words. But it was too difficult for her

lump in her throat-she had forgotten who tore it into pieces.

the bathroom, he

storage room and saw Josephine sitting on the floor, hugging the box and

young, she used to cry like this if Daphne spoiled her favorite toy. She would hug the ruined

teary, Josephine looked up and saw Lewis standing before her frostily.

looked down at her with his

hers. She got up to put

hand grabbed

and hurled it aside. The box fell

blew in, mercilessly sweeping the paper remnants into a chaotic frenzy, scattering them far

Her mind was blank as she didn’t know how to react.

to pick them up, but Lewis abruptly

fury in his eyes.

into her teary eyes, and his temper flared as

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