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.

welcomed her. The windows were closed. Faint lights came from outside, eerily staring at Josephine

darkness.

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

fumbled for the light switch and turned it on. However, an

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

shouldn’t be

knew how long.

crashing thunder ruled the space when there was dead silence.

vacant, huge

haunted house to Josephine. Cupping her hands over her ears,

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

Once he reached the second floor, he saw a figure crouching by

a ball with her

with her,

someone grabbed

and stared into the room. She tensed up for quite

of sight, and her

stared at her with an incomprehensible expression. After several moments, he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t be afraid. It’s just me.”

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

other. It was the scent Josephine was most familiar with. She listened to his beating heart, and a wave of calmness crept into her

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

for the person in his embrace to stop trembling. Lewis released her from his hug, lowered his head, and asked, “Let’s go to the bedroom, okay?”

at him with reddened eyes, inquiring if

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

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, he covered

gaze never left him as he moved around as if

“Go ahead and sleep. I’m going to

the bathroom. Seconds later, there was

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

been around whenever there was thunder.

was soundproof, Josephine could still hear the thunder rumbling.

blanket, she pulled it over her