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.

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

darkness.

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

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

wardrobe, and everything else; the glaring white

she shouldn’t be there.

the bedroom for who knew

wind and crashing thunder ruled the

a vacant, huge mansion where echo followed the slightest movement.

house to Josephine. Cupping her hands over

intuitively

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

curling into a ball with her hands cupped over her

contact with

grabbed her arm.

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

face entered her line of sight, and her eyelids

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

his chest, her senses registering his scent along with another perfume scent that was

familiar with. She listened to his beating heart, and a wave of calmness crept into her chaotic

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

back without a word. It took a long time for the person in his embrace

at him with reddened eyes, inquiring if he

said in a low voice, “I’ll keep

her on the bed. 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.

gaze never left him as he moved around as if making sure he wasn’t leaving.

her a glance and said, “Go ahead and sleep.

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

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

always been around whenever there was thunder.

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

the blanket, she pulled it