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.

was mournful yet dazzling. She probably would be 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 a happy end.

but didn’t know what to

from shock

long more will you both be? I want to lock up,” Fiona

Dr. Halliday again. She didn’t know who else she could

things,” Dr. Halliday swiftly

her. “I’ll be fine

her head and didn’t say

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

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

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 became smaller and fuzzier under the curtain of heavy

endeavor. Dr. Halliday drove around Elysium for some time, contemplating where to go before eventually heading toward an old, secluded

live here, but he has passed on, so you can

He 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

clueless about the reason for her divorce. She sighed dejectedly before picking up a pen and writing, “Dr.

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

and pasted it on the inside of the door so that she would see it every time she

notice of.

notes, he meticulously inspected each one, ensuring they were in their designated spots. Satisfied with his handiwork, he

medication. I know you might not remember me saying this, but you’ll find a reminder on your headboard when you

nodded her head,

work. Rest up, and I’ll visit you once my

She nodded again.

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