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.

opened her eyes and

she couldn’t see the person clearly. She

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

saw Mrs. Jinkins, looking the same as many years ago with her silver hair and

singing her a

smile. She obediently closed her eyes and drifted to

in the bedroom was deafening.

Lewis chose to put on an emotionless face now, of all times. No

was clean, but the faint

didn’t lose much blood. She remained unconscious. because of her poor health

as she was unconscious, Dr. Halliday grew more anxious as time

his stomach when Lewis suddenly questioned, “Why is she still

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

a bodyguard entered the room and reported, “Master Lewis, Mrs. Alvarez

frowned. He glanced at Josephine, who was lying on the bed,

her first time

coming downstairs, she immediately strolled toward him. “Lewis.”

are you

“You’re my son. Your house

argue. He asked again, “What brings you here?”

sat on the sofa on her own accord and asked,

impatience on Lewis’ face was evident. He sat

haven’t proceeded with

at her indifferently and remarked, “You’re sticking your nose

your tone 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 my nose in

and he kept

she slowly peeled it. “You’re acting so cold now that you’re an adult. How convenient!

Even if you despise me, I’m still your

stared at her as he retorted, “So?”

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