What Separates Me and You

Chapter 187 Play Dumb

Lewis’ and Nancy’s gazes were locked in a glaring contest. The more Nancy thought about it, the angrier she grew, and her fingernails dug into the flesh on her palm.

She would never allow him to disobey her or touch those working for her because of another

woman!

After some time, Lewis suddenly said, “It’s not me, of course.”

Nancy’s brow twitched. “You didn’t take Mrs. Harrold away?”

“Naturally.”

“Alright, I’ll believe you, but I’ll come after you if I can’t find her still.”

Lewis chuckled; his chuckle was unfeeling.

He slowly rose and lowered his eyes to look at Nancy. “How’s that any different from accusing me of the deed?”

“Mrs. Harrold has been with me for many years and is one of the very few people I can trust. She must come back in one piece.” Nancy returned his gaze with an intent stare and made her

stand clear.

“Well, I wish you all the best in getting her back soon.”

Lewis stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned to leave.

Nancy shouted after him, “Lewis, when are you going to get your divorce certificate?”

But Lewis didn’t answer her and left resolutely.

The rain was still pouring.

It was already midnight when Lewis returned to Styx Mansion. The rain poured heavier than ever, trying to drown everything on land. 1

Dr. Halliday was deeply asleep on the sofa; not even the thunder could wake him, so it was natural he remained asleep when Lewis came in.

A kick to his side roused him from his slumber.

Dr. Halliday opened his sleepy eyes. The moment he saw the man standing before him, he snapped wide awake and was immediately brimming with vigor.

“Mr. Alvarez, you’re back!”

“Has she awakened?”

“Yes, she has. She woke up long ago but may have gone back to sleep by now.”

nodded and went

bedroom door and saw Josephine sitting on the bed.

man at the doorway with a serene expression.

was that her fingers were aching dully. The ache was a constant reminder of the previous

memories

how she eventually signed the papers and

her memories.

her eyes followed

and his sleeves were damp. His touch was cold when he caressed her face, the moisture on his sleeve further intensifying the

slightly and avoided his touch.

wasn’t pushy. He withdrew his hand and asked,

that was

gaze fell on her fingers again. “Are your fingers

shook her head.

”

muttering to himself as he

head jerked toward him, her eyes gleaming, worried he would break his

anxiety and stopped speaking.

swirling in his eyes incomprehensible to

several moments, she heard him say, “We’ll get

fingers curled around the sheets subconsciously. She

expected; they were talking about the divorce with unusual calmness, a stark contrast to Lewis’ wrath and madness whenever

his voice was as though he was merely inviting her to get some delicious food after her

he was tired of it, too, just like she was

tiring when it

eyes and

he promptly stood and glowered as

darted at him, grabbing his arm.

halted and turned to look at her

her grip and signed, “Mrs.

”

bandage, she couldn’t sign as deftly and accurately as before. She

could read her.

don’t understand,” he spat, seething as he slammed the door shut behind him. The airflow from the

by the door, wearing a blank look.

the case or if he blatantly refused to

self-depreciatingly and thought, “Not that it mattered.” She couldn’t wake a person who was pretending to be asleep. It was just

from Conrad on his way downstairs.

tinged with fury,

indeed. Mary

“What?”

sounded out of breath, like he was walking when he spoke. “I’m searching for her with a team of men.