What Separates Me and You

Chapter 222 It’s Just Me

“Didn’t you drive here?” Lewis asked.

Sierra hugged him and said coquettishly, “I’m scared. Listen to that howling wind. How can

you

have the heart to allow a defenseless woman like me to drive back alone?” She looked at him with tearful eyes.

Sierra was attractive. She was already pretty enough, to begin with. Then, she underwent a minor face-lift, and her face was now the definition of impeccable. How she looked at Lewis now was sufficient to satisfy most men’s egos.

However, Lewis’ face was void of expression as he withdrew his gaze and pulled out his car keys. “Let’s go.”

Gleefully, Sierra instantly wrapped her arm around his as she hopped into his car.

From the looks of it, he still cared for her.

Thinking about that made her feel better. Sooner or later, she would verify Lewis’ marital

status.

The wind was harsh today; it felt like a typhoon. It broke off numerous branches from the trees by the roadside, strewing the branches all over the road and causing a mess.

Similarly, a branch broke off a tree in Styx Mansion and rammed into the window, arousing Josephine from her dreams.

Her eyes flew open, and she scanned her surroundings. The sound of branches knocking against the window frightened her, compelling her to leap from the sofa and flee upstairs.

A piercing pain shot through her calves the second she took a step, and she crashed to the

floor.

Josephine clutched her calves. The pain was so unbearable that it drew tears to her eyes.

She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the pain as she clambered up from the floor, quivering. Then, she slowly made her way upstairs.

to the study first. She opened the door, and darkness welcomed her. The windows were closed. Faint lights came

darkness.

same there. She was only met by the same unending

switch and turned it on. However, an entirely white bedroom

covered the bed, wardrobe, and everything else; the glaring white

that she shouldn’t

the bedroom for who knew how

the space when there was dead

was exceptionally daunting in such a vacant, huge mansion where echo followed

Josephine. Cupping her hands over her ears, she squatted on the floor

Lewis returned. When he entered, he intuitively looked at the sofa, but

marched up the stairs. Once he reached the second floor, he saw a figure crouching by

and curling into a ball with her hands cupped over her

eyes flickered. He quickly walked toward her from behind, bent over, and touched her shoulder. The moment he came in contact with her, Josephine plopped

grabbed

room. She tensed up for quite some time. before stiffly turning to

face entered her line of sight, and her eyelids

After several moments, he pulled her into his

senses registering his scent along with another perfume

gardenia overthrew the other. It was the scent Josephine was most familiar with. She

her arms around his sturdy waist. She buried her face

It took a long time for the person in his embrace to

looked up at him with reddened eyes, inquiring if he would stay.

keep you company.” As he spoke, he carried her

His gaze swept the room. Then, he went to the closet and pulled out a blanket. Carrying it with him, he covered Josephine with it.

moved around as if making

“Go ahead and sleep.

Seconds

her grip on the blanket and slowly closed her eyes. The

Lewis had always been around whenever there was thunder. Because

was deafening. Although the glass door was soundproof, Josephine could still hear the thunder rumbling. Lightning flashed occasionally too. She could even see

the blanket, she pulled it over her