What Separates Me and You

Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Her Love Was Too Worthless

Blood trickled down her wrist and splattered on the floor like falling rose petals.

Teary-eyed, she perversely mustered her energy and slashed, again and again, at the wound.

It wasn’t as painful as she expected. Instead, she felt unprecedented relief. The pain on her wrist balanced out the burdensome weight on her heart.

She had never felt so at ease.

That was how she realized how unhappy she had been, whether in the past or present.

To think only at times like this, when she was on the brink of death, did she feel content and relaxed.

So, what exactly had she gained from her love for Lewis?

Nothing but for this scarred heart.

She had no one to blame; it was all wishful thinking on her part. Her love was too worthless to intrigue Lewis.

She deserved to die.

Josephine smiled bitterly and disdainfully. She mocked herself-she had it coming.

Rain poured. Josephine listened to it in silence.

She leaned against the bed and slowly closed her

eyes.

A tear slid into her hair. Her fingers relaxed, and the shard fell.

Suddenly, someone kicked the bedroom door open. The noise shook her to the bones.

forcefully opened her eyes and saw

she couldn’t see the person clearly. She couldn’t hear what he said in her ear too.

light as a feather like she was gliding mid-air. The world spun around her, and the only thing she could

Mrs. Jinkins, looking the same as many years ago

head, singing her a

eyes and drifted to sleep

in the

peeked at Lewis’ face, but Lewis chose to put on an emotionless face now, of

clean, but the faint metallic odor of blood lingered.

lose much blood. She remained unconscious. because of her

Dr. Halliday

when Lewis suddenly questioned, “Why is she still not awake?”

Halliday shuddered. “Madam is asleep,” he made up. “She will be awake

away from him and stopped asking. At that moment, a bodyguard

Josephine, who was lying on the bed,

the living room, sweeping her gaze around the room. It was her first time here. She eyed every corner of the room with

Lewis coming downstairs, she immediately strolled toward him.

you

Coldly, she questioned, “You’re my son. Your house is my house, too. Don’t I have the right to come

again, “What

sat on the sofa on her own accord and asked, “Where’s Josephine?”

was evident. He sat across from

haven’t proceeded with the

remarked, “You’re sticking your nose where it

I’m your mother who bore you for ten months and gave birth to you. I changed your diapers with these hands. Why

temple throbbed, and

acting so cold now that you’re

Even if you despise me,

as he retorted,

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