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 what

had been waiting for many years.

love for Sierra was too deep

withdrew her hand and

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

Soon, Conrad came.

it to Lewis. “Sir, I found something. Please

file and took out the documents inside. It contained surveillance images and photos.

strangers visited Mary in her ward these two days, only doctors, nurses, and the caregiver taking care of her. Patrick had never been to the hospital after we warned him that

flipped through the photos casually, skimming through the information.

his forehead and continued, Besides, the

autopsy report?” Lewis showed Conrad

took a glimpse and nodded. “Yes. It was documented only yesterday.”

Lewis continued reading.

all the information he had gathered. He had

taken her own life. Furthermore, that was what the

and looked up at Conrad.

tensed up. “Sir, did you

the photos he held onto the

“The caregiver?”

I make myself

shuddered. “Yes, sir. I’ll be on it!”

the study, hopped into the

taking note of Conrad’s hurried demeanor. Not

went to the hospital and obtained the caregiver’s information. He also realized the caregiver hadn’t

taken aback as he pondered, “Could the caregiver really be related to this? But how did

window, he watched the drizzle outside as he said, “Find

search for

missing for two days. It might take some

do it anyhow. If they couldn’t discover the truth, Lewis would have to bear the blame

they fought over this… who knew how it would end up. Therefore, Conrad dared not delay for even a second.

the mansion for several days after that

had an unpleasant time, though. He was

with her these few