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.

believe him for once, that

had been waiting for many years.

was too deep to disappoint her.

withdrew her hand and went

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

Soon, Conrad came.

and handed it

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

“No 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 day. But he hasn’t given

the photos casually, skimming through the

continued, Besides, the surveillance images showed that she went out on her own accord,

the autopsy report?” Lewis showed Conrad a document.

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

Lewis continued reading.

information he had gathered. He had

life. Furthermore, that was what the

something and looked

up. “Sir, did you find

he held onto the table. “Bring me

“The caregiver?”

make

“Yes, sir. I’ll

the study, hopped into

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

and obtained the caregiver’s information. He also realized the caregiver hadn’t reported

was taken 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

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

search

two days. It might take

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

If they fought over this… who knew how it would end up. Therefore, Conrad dared

days after that and didn’t go

time, though. He was both the doctor and chef-how

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