What Separates Me and You

Chapter 195 Damn You, Josephine

The call was answered immediately.

“Mr. Alvarez! I need to talk to you about Mrs. Alvarez.”

Dr. Halliday had barely finished speaking when Lewis monotonously cut him off. “You don’t need to tell me anything about her from now on.”

“But she-”

“I’m sure I can find something for you to do if you’re bored, Dr. Halliday.”

Lewis was telling Dr. Halliday to mind his own business. Dr. Halliday gulped and didn’t dare to bring the subject up again. “Alright, Mr. Alvarez. Goodbye.”

Dr. Halliday ended the call when he finished speaking and briskly walked up to Josephine, who was squatting on the floor and silently crying. He let out yet another long sigh when he took in her appearance.

“Do you have anywhere to go, Mrs. Al-Miss Vance? I’ll help you move your things.”

She was at a loss once again.

His heart thumped loudly-he couldn’t bring her to his own house, could he? He didn’t have the guts for it as she was still Lewis’ ex-wife even though they were now divorced.

“How about I help you look for a place to stay?”

eyes.

smile was mournful yet dazzling. She probably would be living a very blessed life right now if she had cooperatively agreed

opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say, wondering if she

from shock

more will you both be? I want to lock

of her daze and looked at Dr. Halliday again. She didn’t know who else

I’ll move her things,” Dr. Halliday

was about to help him when he stopped her. “I’ll

lowered her head and

to move each bag. It was as

arriving in a hurry and messily leaving. Her heart felt as though it had been gouged out from having her sense of belonging stripped away. Her empty heart no longer had a home. to return to. She had quite a lot of belongings. Dr. Halliday stuffed his car trunk as much as possible and even had to load her things into the backseat. The car was packed to the brim in order to load everything in.

one closing the gates. She kept her

ache resonating within. Even breathing became a painful endeavor. Dr. Halliday drove around

here, but he has passed on,

was truly a good person, selflessly helping her. Perhaps this was the kind nature of a doctor. Rummaging through her things, Josephine came across a messenger bag and found a notebook inside. She opened it only to find that there was an absence of entries from the recent days. No ink was spilled to document any of the distressing events that had unfolded, but she did write that she wanted to go to the hospital to see Mrs. Jinkins and, at

unrecorded, leaving her clueless about the reason for her divorce. She sighed dejectedly before picking up a pen and writing, “Dr. Halliday is a good person.” She also wrote down how she and Lewis had gotten divorced today and the address of her new residence because Dr. Halliday had told her that these were all important things.

her. If she were to do that, it would only make him hate her even more. Yet, upon deeper contemplation, she surmised that her divorce was likely due to her failure to adhere to his instructions, her subpar cooking, or her inability to maintain a clean household. However, these were simply lies she had told herself. He just didn’t love her. A person who was unloved by another was

how to return home. At this thought, he retrieved a stack of sticky notes from his medicine bag, wrote down his instructions, and pasted it on the inside of the door so that she would see it every time she opened it. Writing something else, he stuck it to the headboard of her bed so that she would see it whenever she woke up. Further notes adorned the fridge, kitchen cabinet, and any other spots that she

notice of.

inspected each one, ensuring they were in their designated spots. Satisfied with his handiwork, he turned his attention to Josephine. “It’s all

know you might not remember me saying this, but you’ll find

of her reverie, nodded her head, and

have to go to work. Rest up, and I’ll visit you once

She nodded again.