What Separates Me and You

Chapter 175 Take Them Off

Josephine could only fit in a few pieces of clothing and couldn’t squeeze in her remaining wardrobe. She was contemplating ways to take her outfits with her when someone suddenly kicked her suitcase, and it slid a good distance away.

Josephine was surprised. She looked up to see Lewis glowering at her. The former pressed her lips together and meekly rose to her feet, signing, “What are you doing?”

Lewis’ eyes were ablaze, his soulful eyes trying to bore holes in her. “What’s this? Can’t wait to leave, huh?”

Josephine signed, “But you agreed to get the divorce, didn’t you?”

She simply thought she should take the initiative and not induce his hatred by sticking around anymore since Lewis proposed to get a divorce.

Lewis smiled menacingly. “Then why are you bringing these along? Leave them be!”

Josephine shuddered. She looked at him in disbelief.

Lewis grabbed her chin and said moodily, “If you want to get the divorce, you should be prepared to leave this house empty-handed. So, leave my belongings behind you when you leave.”

Josephine was silent.

Lewis continued, “Including the ones you’re wearing. Take them off.”

Josephine’s eyes widened as a thought crossed her mind. Was he going to strip her of the clothes she was wearing too?

She noticed the fury in Lewis’ eyes, and her heart ached. They had been married for three whole years, yet he was unwilling to let her have a single shirt. He wanted her to leave the house naked.

“What a cold-blooded man,” she thought to herself.

Overwhelmed with sorrow, Josephine felt a lump in her throat, and her eyes became misty.

She was worth less than a dog to him, even though they had been married for three years.

Lewis’ eyelids twitched. “Why are you crying? I thought you had everything thought out by how

eager you were to get a divorce.”

Josephine lowered her gaze, tears streaming out of the corner of her

eyes.

Lewis released his grip on her chin and left the room. He was at the doorway when he repeated, “If you want to go, leave those things behind.” Then, he was gone.

Josephine stood in the middle of the room, staring blankly at the empty doorway. She was at the end of her ropes.

wink the whole night. He took a shower and left the house again, leaving

on the bed, staring at the door in a trance.

phone to call a cab. However, she was notified that the credit in her account was insufficient for the transaction.

she had tens of thousands of dollars left. Even so, she couldn’t call

bank card balance too, and the amount was

frozen all the funds under her

and she couldn’t help but wonder if he was trying to imply that she was nothing without him. Even something as simple as calling a cab

heaved a long sigh. She lay on the bed, hugging the sheets as she fell

asleep unknowingly on the

was afternoon when she

on her clothes and suitcase on the floor. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt

the wardrobe and dug out a notebook from under the bed. Then, she immediately wrote down a sentence in the notebook. It

the notebook and pen in her bag. Slinging the bag across her

coins. With these coins, she took the bus and arrived at the hospital.

her she needed continuous infusions, but she wasn’t sure how long she had to undergo the therapy. She wrote this down in the

infusion was being administered, Quintin

one of the dogs had just given birth to a nest of husky pupples.

too. Josephine counted six puppies.

are you? Why didn’t you reply to my messages? Which puppy do

at the part where Lewis asked her to leave the house empty-handed and forbade her from bringing along the clothes she

replied to Quintin, “I’m

do you have to get an infusion?

cold?”

Josephine texted, “Yeah.”

asked, “Are

Josephine answered, “Yeah,”

again, “Which

told him the

reply after that.

half an hour, Quintin appeared at the entrance to the infusion room. He panted as he ran toward

in time. Are you

her

asked again, “Where’s your brother? Why is he not here with

on Josephine’s ears. After three years of marriage, she was still known

reluctant to

lend

gaped for a while before stuttering, “Are you serious? Why would you be short on