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.

living a very blessed life right now if she had cooperatively agreed to be his godsister back then, wouldn’t she? Sure enough, those who were too greedy wouldn’t have

but didn’t know what to say,

from shock

I want to lock

Dr. Halliday again. She didn’t know who

things,” Dr. Halliday swiftly replied

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

lowered her head and didn’t say

to move each bag. It was as though they were

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.

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 became smaller and fuzzier under

and could feel a deep ache resonating within. Even breathing became a painful endeavor. Dr. Halliday drove around

but he has passed on, so you can stay

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 but ponder, “But

She sighed dejectedly before picking up a pen and writing, “Dr. Halliday is a good person.” She also wrote down how she and

served as a safeguard against her forgetfulness, ensuring she wouldn’t inadvertently bother him 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 by another was like trash that could simply

shouldn’t leave the house unless necessary,” Dr. Halliday instructed. He was very 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 to the headboard of her bed so that she

notice of.

they were in their designated spots. Satisfied with his handiwork, he turned his attention to Josephine. “It’s all set,”

not remember me saying this, but you’ll find a reminder on your headboard when you wake up.”

of her reverie, nodded her head, and signed, “Thank

go to work. Rest up, and I’ll

She nodded again.