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.

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

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

from shock

long more will you both be? I want to lock

of her daze and looked at Dr. Halliday again. She didn’t know who else she could turn to for

now. I’ll move her things,” Dr. Halliday

him when he stopped her. “I’ll be fine on my own. You’re

and didn’t say

to move each bag.

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

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 rain. before it

heart and could feel a deep ache resonating within. Even breathing became a painful endeavor. Dr. Halliday drove around Elysium for some time, contemplating where to

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

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

expression turned vacant. The past few days’ events remained 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

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

living alone, you 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 would see it whenever she woke up. Further notes adorned the fridge, kitchen cabinet, and any

notice of.

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

but you’ll find

of her reverie, nodded her

work. Rest up, and I’ll

She nodded again.