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

had been waiting for many

was too deep to disappoint

her hand and

watched her from behind and grabbed at his collars in frustration. He

Soon, Conrad came.

and handed it to Lewis. “Sir, I

and took out the documents inside. It

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

photos casually,

read his expression. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued, Besides, the surveillance images showed that she went out on her own accord, so could it be…”

Lewis showed Conrad a

a glimpse and nodded. “Yes.

Lewis continued reading.

reported to him all the information he had gathered. He had no idea

suspected Mary had taken her own life. Furthermore, that was what the autopsy concluded.

looked up

up. “Sir, did

onto the table.

“The caregiver?”

I make myself

I’ll be on

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

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

also realized the caregiver hadn’t reported to work since two days

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

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

search

two days. It might take

it anyhow. If they couldn’t discover the truth,

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

the mansion for several days after

though. He was both the doctor and chef-how

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