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.

the worried look in his Her smile was mournful yet dazzling. She probably would be living a very blessed life right now if she had cooperatively agreed to be

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

from shock

long more will you both be? I want to lock

Halliday again. She didn’t

move her things,” Dr. Halliday swiftly replied to Fiona.

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

and didn’t say

quickly, braving the rain to move each bag. It was as though they were

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.

was similar to her locking the villa up properly whenever she left it, except this time, she wasn’t the one closing the gates. She kept her gaze on the reflection of the villa in the rearview mirror. As Dr. Halliday drove away, it gradually

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

used to live here, but he has passed on, so you can stay

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 the same time, couldn’t help

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

when he already didn’t want 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

concerned about her current condition. There was no telling when she’d leave the house one day and forget 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

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 set,” he

me saying this, but you’ll

reverie, nodded her head, and signed, “Thank you.”

Rest up, and I’ll visit you once my shift

She nodded again.