What Separates Me and You

Chapter 189 It Doesn’t Matter Anymore

Lewis froze. Then, his brows furrowed, and his face darkened. “Impatient, aren’t you?”

Josephine lowered her eyes and signed, “Regarding Mrs. Jinkins, I still don’t have your word.”

She looked up in anticipation, hoping to see a hint of mercy in his expression. Given the pain she endured, which Nancy inflicted on her, that should have softened his heart, even for a bit.

But there was nothing. He was expressionless, hiding all his emotions beneath his bottomless

eyes.

His eyes hid many secrets. Josephine could neither comprehend nor see through them.

Lewis suddenly averted his gaze. He raised his hand and tidied the hair beside her ear, saying, ” Don’t be too greedy and ask for too much. Since you agreed to the divorce, don’t bring Mrs. Jinkins up again. I’m not obliged to look after her.”

Josephine’s eyes flickered, and she fell limply back on the sofa, thinking, “So it is impossible, after all?”

Lewis withdrew his hand and gripped her wrist. Looking at her new wound dressing, he said, Look, your wound is still there. Why did you tell me it had healed?”

Josephine bit her lip.

Her heart was heavy. She couldn’t discern his wish-did he want the divorce or not?

But she was weary. She didn’t want this to continue.

It was like a prick in the flesh. If she couldn’t take it out, she might as well push it all the way

Then, she would have been saved from the dilemma.

Josephine seemed more determined as she signed, “Then let’s get the divorce over with when I’m completely healed. You must keep your word.”

Lewis smirked. “Since when have I not kept my word?”

Josephine’s gaze bore into him. He had a long history of breaking his promises, had he not?

Sometimes, Josephine would suspect Lewis had the same condition as her-he was so forgetful.

She would believe him for once, that no matter

been waiting

love for Sierra was too

her hand and went

collars in frustration. He went upstairs, too, but in the direction of his study.

Soon, Conrad came.

it to Lewis.

file and took out the documents inside. It contained

the caregiver taking care of her. Patrick had never been to the hospital after we warned him that day. But he hasn’t given up trying to extort money from Mary, so there’s no reason for him to kill her.”

flipped through the photos casually,

expression. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued, Besides, the surveillance images showed that she went out on

autopsy report?” Lewis showed

glimpse and nodded. “Yes. It was documented only

Lewis continued reading.

he had gathered. He had no idea what else to

own life. Furthermore, that was what the autopsy concluded.

saw something and looked up

did you

photos he held onto

“The caregiver?”

I make myself clear?”

shuddered. “Yes, sir. I’ll

not stall. He immediately ran out of the study, hopped into the car, and sped off.

hurried demeanor. Not knowing why, the unsettling feeling

and obtained the caregiver’s information. He also realized the caregiver hadn’t reported to work since two days ago, and no one could reach her.

really be related to this? But how did Lewis find out?” He couldn’t fathom it. He could only phone

report. Standing before the window, he watched the drizzle outside

search

missing for two days. It might take some

If they couldn’t discover the truth, Lewis would

over this… who knew how it would end up. Therefore, Conrad

mansion for several days after that and

had an unpleasant time, though. He was both the doctor and chef-how miserable.

with her these few days. Was he waiting for her to