What Separates Me and You

Chapter 252 Control Yourself

Josephine kept shaking her head. That man… He wasn’t Lewis at all.

However, he gripped his chin without respecting her wishes and leaned down to capture her lips with his own.

The young woman could only grit her teeth while attempting to turn her head away to avoid that kiss. At the same time, she was crying desperately.

Her bound hands were already chaffed, thanks to the tight bonds. Specks of blood seeped out of the chaffings, soon staining the tie. Josephine’s fingers dug into her palms in despair, her knuckles already whitening from the excessive force.

Lewis kissed her lips before moving to the tips of her ears. After that, he slid down to her neck.

Josephine could only stare up at the ceiling, completely engulfed by despair at this point. Hot tears kept sliding into her hairline from the corners of her eyes. Even so, she continued to struggle against Lewis, even though it was futile. As a result, the bedsheets were kicked into a messy heap.

She didn’t want to look at the face which was hovering above her head. That man, the one who wore Lewis’ face, was doing improper and bad things to her. The young woman was afraid that if she were to look at him, she might mistake him for the real Lewis who was doing those things to her.

However, Lewis refused to grant her wish. Instead, he gripped her chin yet again and forced her to look at his face.

“Can you see me clearly now? Am I the person you’re looking for?”

By then, Josephine’s eyes were already red and puffy from all the crying. Tears continued to roll down her temples, thus wetting the roots and locks of her head even more. Her hair tie was already lost during the struggle, so her long hair was messily splayed across the white bedsheets.

It was a beautiful sight to behold if one were to ignore the disgust and anger in her eyes.

Lewis chuckled at that moment. The laughter bubbling from the depths of his throat was filled with anger, yet there was also a sense of self-deprecation.

Had Josephine insisted on looking for other people, he could always kill them in the blink of

an eye.

However, she was looking for a younger version of Lewis Alvarez before he had turned 20 years old.

How on earth could Lewis track down his younger self?

His eyes grew colder as he grabbed a nearby pillow and covered Josephine’s eyes to block out the damned emotions swirling within.

A strong sense of asphyxiation overcame Josephine immediately. Soon, waves of dizziness followed. Eventually, she gave up on struggling.

Ultimately, she embraced the darkness that swallowed up her vision and consciousness.

When Dr. Halliday came to Styx Mansion, he made sure to bring his own luggage. This time, he planned to stay in the mansion.

he would die from exhaustion if he were to continue traveling to Styx Mansion at this rate.

vitals, he couldn’t help but sneak

the room by then. Dr. Halliday felt like gagging when he smelled the smoke despite

extremely irritable mood right

target.

look in Dr. Halliday’s direction. The latter immediately

the covers properly before

“Mr. Alvarez.”

“Speak.”

Miss Vance hasn’t fully recovered yet.

at him stonily

Halliday didn’t know what else to

“Leave.”

doctor

his poker face as he gracefully traced the ashtray’s edges. The next thing the doctor knew, Lewis suddenly grabbed the glass on the table and hurled it at

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“Get lost!”

raised an arm to block his face, resulting in the glass smashing into his arm before falling to the ground. It shattered loudly into countless shards upon impact. Now, the floor was completely littered with

of the room, not caring about the pain that flared

slowly, so he ended up losing his footing when he rushed down the stairs.

dear! Dr. Halliday, what happened

over

in pain and fright. He rubbed his waist before doing the same thing to his injured arm. Then, he waved as casually as he could to the concerned housekeeper. “I’m alright,” he replied, still

the others should be careful during the next two days. Remember, you mustn’t piss Mr. Alvarez off. He

as she stared at Dr. Halliday in shock. “T-That can’t be true,

the sight of that man was frightening enough for them to clamp up and stay quiet before scooting to a secluded corner

as though he wasn’t the one who got mad at

down the stairs while gazing steadily up ahead. After that, he

then Dr. Halliday finally breathed a sigh of

medicinal ointment and asked Mrs. Larson to help apply it to his injuries. Once the latter caught sight of the blossoming flecks of blue

incredibly frightening individual who was willing to

Dr. Halliday sustained was caused by the trip down

as the ones

returned to Styx Mansion for the next three days. He didn’t even inquire about

up,

intense pain racking her entire body. She tried to get out of bed multiple times but never succeeded, not