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.

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

darkness.

to the bedroom. It was the same there. She was only met by the same unending darkness, even though it was

for the light switch and turned it on. However, an entirely white bedroom met her

sheets covered the bed, wardrobe, and everything else; the glaring white was like

shouldn’t be there.

who knew how

and crashing thunder ruled the

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

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

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

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

was Josephine, squatting and curling into a ball with her hands cupped over her

with her, Josephine plopped to

grabbed her

looked up and stared into the room. She tensed up for quite some time. before stiffly turning to look behind.

of sight, and her

her with an incomprehensible expression. After several moments, he pulled

registering his scent along with another perfume scent that was unfamiliar to

of gardenia overthrew the other. It was the scent Josephine was most familiar with. She listened to his beating

and wrapped her arms around his sturdy waist. She buried her face in

in his embrace

with reddened

wiped her tears with his hand and said in a low voice, “I’ll keep you company.” As

the white cloth covering the bed aside and put her on the bed. His gaze swept the room. Then, he went to the closet and pulled out a blanket. Carrying it with him,

around

“Go ahead and sleep. I’m going to take a

entered the bathroom. Seconds later,

her grip on the blanket and slowly closed her eyes. The storm outside wasn’t as

been around whenever there was thunder. Because of that, Josephine had never been

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

blanket, she pulled