What Separates Me and You

Chapter 196 What Happened Between Them?

Josephine wanted to escape, but Seth had put a hand on the wall on each side of her head, effectively trapping her against the wall. His voice dripped with mockery as he sneered, ‘ Thinking of making a run for it?”

She bit her lip and was pensive for a moment before she signed, “Aren’t you worried Daphne will misunderstand?”

He had a meaningful look in his eyes as he stared at her hands. He scrutinized every inch of her with undisguised aggression. His unsettling gaze made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Do you really not remember?” he asked again.

“Remember what?” she signed with furrowed brows.

He didn’t answer her and merely huffed in amusement as he rubbed his thumb over her chin. His tone softened when he spoke, “Have you forgotten… what happened between us?”

Josephine’s eyes widened in shock. She glared at him and was about to shove him away, but he grabbed hold of her hand and narrowed his eyes. “Why do you keep trying to run away? Do you think what happened would disappear if you managed to escape?”

Her heart beat erratically as she heard this, and her hair stood on end when she saw the soft look in his eyes. What had happened between them? Could that be the reason why Lewis divorced her? However, she didn’t remember interacting much with Seth, so how could something have possibly happened between them?

looked into her frantic eyes and spoke again. “It seems like you truly don’t remember. Back at the farm, you cooked for me and weren’t willing to leave with Lewis. I even thought

explained that her illness wasn’t the same

she had eloped with him. She shook her head resolutely as soon as the thought came to her-she wouldn’t do such a thing. She knew herself better than anyone else. Regardless of what had occurred with Lewis, she

laughing when he saw this. He wasn’t the slightest bit angry. “It looks like Lewis is truly

head and didn’t respond. She didn’t know. She didn’t know anything at

no way he would let her escape so easily. He grabbed her wrist and forcefully pushed her down onto the

her and pinned her against the couch before she could recover. Grabbing her jaw, he said,

a sharp pain to shoot through her scalp. She was abruptly pulled off the couch by her hair. Her forehead and knees hit the floor as she slid off the couch, intensifying the pain in her head. He tugged on her hair again, yanking her head up. She braced her hands against the floor to

Seth squatted in front of her. He wore a smile on his face

was afraid. She glared at him for a few seconds before her wrists gave out under her, and her body dropped to the floor, only to be yanked back up by her hair. Her scalp felt as though it was about

her hair. Caught off guard, she fell toward the floor. She tried to catch her fall with her arms on reflex, but a sharp pain shot through her wrist the moment her palms hit the floor,

her back toward him as she lay there in a feeble

skin. Ignoring her, he searched around the house and easily found a first aid kit. He brought it over, squatted

a puppy who thought it would be safer if it made itself appear as small as

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