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.

him for once, that no matter what happened, he would

been waiting for

was too deep to

withdrew her hand and went

and grabbed at his collars in frustration. He went upstairs, too, but in the

Soon, Conrad came.

study and handed it to Lewis. “Sir, I found something. Please have a

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

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

the photos casually, skimming through the

read his expression. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued, Besides, the surveillance images

this the autopsy report?” Lewis

a glimpse and nodded. “Yes.

Lewis continued reading.

he had gathered. He had

had taken her own life. Furthermore, that was what

and looked up at Conrad.

tensed up. “Sir, did you

the photos he held onto the table. “Bring me the

“The caregiver?”

I make myself

sir. I’ll be on

the study, hopped into the

stood in the corridor, taking note of Conrad’s hurried demeanor. Not knowing

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

how did Lewis find out?” He couldn’t fathom it. He

to his report. Standing before the window, he watched the drizzle outside as he

I’ll search

It

If they couldn’t discover the truth, Lewis would have to bear the blame

fought over this… who knew how it

stayed in the mansion for several days after that and didn’t go anywhere.

time, though. He was both the doctor

about Lewis too. He didn’t go to the office and had been dealing with her these few days. Was he waiting for her to recover so they