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.

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

waiting for many years.

Sierra was too deep to disappoint

her hand and went upstairs.

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

Soon, Conrad came.

and handed it to Lewis. “Sir, I found something.

and took out the documents inside.

to the hospital after

photos casually,

couldn’t read his expression. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued, Besides, the surveillance

autopsy report?” Lewis showed Conrad a

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

Lewis continued reading.

He had no

her own life. Furthermore, that was what the autopsy

something and looked

“Sir, did you

tossed the photos he held onto the table. “Bring me the caregiver.”

“The caregiver?”

I make myself

I’ll be

He immediately ran out of the study, hopped into the car, and sped

taking note of Conrad’s hurried demeanor. Not knowing why, the unsettling feeling she felt grew stronger.

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

aback as he pondered, “Could the caregiver really be related to this? But how did Lewis find out?” He couldn’t fathom it. He could only phone Lewis and report this

Standing before the window, he

search for

missing for two days. It might take some effort to find

had to do it anyhow. If they couldn’t discover the

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

days after

Halliday had an unpleasant time, though. He was both the doctor

and had been dealing with her these few days. Was he waiting