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.

the door, and darkness welcomed her. The windows were closed. Faint

darkness.

door shut and dragged her feet to the bedroom. It was the same there. She was only met by the same unending darkness, even though

it on. However, an entirely

everything else; the glaring white was

she shouldn’t be there.

she stared blankly at the bedroom for who knew how long. Suddenly, thunder crashed. Startled, she dived into a squat on the

ruled the space

a vacant, huge

house to Josephine. Cupping her hands over her ears,

was almost 1 am when Lewis returned. When he entered, he intuitively looked at

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

squatting and curling into a ball with

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

someone grabbed her arm.

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

of sight,

stared at her with an incomprehensible expression. After several moments, he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t

scent along with another perfume

It was the scent Josephine was most familiar with. She

sturdy waist. She buried her face in him and indulged herself

patting her back without a word. It took a long time for the person in his embrace to stop trembling. Lewis released her from his hug, lowered his head, and asked,

reddened eyes, inquiring if

and said in a low voice, “I’ll keep you company.” As he spoke, he carried her

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

he moved around

cast her a glance and said, “Go ahead and sleep. I’m going to take

robe and entered the bathroom. Seconds later, there was the sound of

the blanket and slowly closed

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

soundproof, Josephine could still hear the thunder rumbling. Lightning flashed occasionally too. She could

the blanket, she pulled it over