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

mid-air. The world spun around her, and the only thing she could perceive with clarity was

many years ago with her silver

her a lullaby to

eyes and drifted to sleep -she wouldn’t

silence in the bedroom was deafening.

all at sea. He peeked at Lewis’ face, but Lewis chose to put on an emotionless face now, of

clean, but the faint metallic odor of blood lingered.

wound looked severe, but she didn’t lose much blood. She remained unconscious. because of her poor health

unconscious, Dr. Halliday grew more anxious as

was having butterflies in his stomach when Lewis suddenly questioned, “Why is she still not awake?”

asleep,” he made

At that moment, a bodyguard entered the room

lying on

the room. It was her first time here. She eyed every corner

downstairs, she

are you here?”

house is my house, too. Don’t I have the right

argue. He asked again, “What brings you

sat on the sofa on her own accord and asked,

evident. He sat across from Nancy

proceeded with the

and remarked, “You’re sticking your

with me! I’m your mother who bore you for ten months and gave birth to you. I changed your diapers with these hands. Why am I not allowed to stick

throbbed, and he kept

acting so

despise me, I’m still your mom.”

her as

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