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?

farm, you cooked for me and weren’t willing

explained that her illness wasn’t the same as memory loss. Her memory loss would be gradual rather than permanent.

thought came to her-she wouldn’t do such a thing. She knew herself better than

looks like Lewis is truly irreplaceable in your

her head and didn’t respond. She didn’t know.

run, but there was no way he would let her escape so easily. He grabbed her wrist and

before she could recover. Grabbing her jaw, he said, “It doesn’t matter if you’ve forgotten. I can help you remember it.”

in fear as she tried to comprehend his intentions. Without warning, he grabbed her hair so hard, causing 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 support herself as her head was forcefully yanked up to meet his gaze. Pain emanated from her wrist as fresh blood seeped through the bandages. Her arms trembled uncontrollably from

front of her. He wore a smile on his

and her eyes were glistening as tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn’t know if it was from the pain or because she 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

her fall with her arms on reflex, but a sharp pain shot through her wrist the moment her palms hit the floor,

back toward him

as he grabbed her shoulders, lifted her, and then carried her to the couch. She curled up once again when she felt the couch against her skin. Ignoring her,

to curl up even tighter, like a puppy who thought it would be safer if it made itself appear as small as possible with a helpless expression on

want another beating?”