What Separates Me and You

Chapter 276 Did You Just Say You Hated Me?

The frost on Lewis’ expression was evident, and his eyes were as icy as glaciers.

“N-No…” As Josephine panted, a syllable stumbled out from her lips.

Quintin’s eyes widened as he stared at Josephine in surprise.

She actually spoke!

Just as Quintin was about to dismiss that as him being delusional in the face of death,

Josephine uttered a few more words, “P-Please… D-Don’t …”

Lewis lowered his gaze and looked at her. Not only did her pleas fail to soften his heart, but they also fanned the flames of hostility within Lewis.

His knuckles turned white from grasping the dagger. The next second, he tugged Quintin’s hair and fiercely swung it at him.

“Lewis!” Suddenly, a scream erupted from Josephine’s mouth, exceptionally booming in the storage room, its echoes ringing in their ears.

Lewis halted, and the pointed end of the dagger stopped less than an inch from Quintin’s neck.

Quintin stared at the dagger, his eyes frozen in place.

He had been immensely close to death twice in two minutes. Twice more, and Lewis wouldn’t have to dirty his hands-Quintin would die from fright instead.

Just then, Lewis jerked his head backward and looked at Josephine, clinging onto his leg with an iron grip, her tear-streaked face turned toward him. Her body shook violently because of her sobbing.

Her lips quivered as she slowly uttered, “D-Don’t make me h-hate you…”

Emotions flickered across Lewis”

eyes. “Hate me?”

Josephine was at her wit’s ends. She had no idea what she could do to save Quintin.

She looked pleadingly at Lewis, her hair plastered on her face and dripping wet from her sweat.

She could only beg Lewis for mercy in every way possible.

If Quintin died because of her, she would owe him her life. She would be known as a murderer

-a sinner.

would be in a living nightmare for the rest of her

reached out and grabbed her chin. “Did you just say you hated

had just said dawned on her,

will hate me

his pant leg.

her for a few seconds. Then, he paid no more attention to her and turned to look at Quintin again, seemingly thinking of ways to make Quintin’s death more insufferable.

at a

from the floor and used all her might to shove

every ounce of energy in her

to shove

watched Lewis take a few steps backward before

face. He was the only one who noticed Josephine’s hands

realize Lewis was wearing a hospital gown underneath his trench

Lewis’ face, but it was only for a split

should make up

“I

fingers, and a deep chuckle escaped his lips, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

a group of people entered the storage room at

than Damian, accompanied by a

the newcomers, and the smile on his lips

Damian saw his son getting held against the

could he, as a father, remain calm when he saw the

a sigh of relief when he observed that Quintin had barely any wounds on his body. He turned and questioned Lewis,

his composure. He looked aloofly at Damian and said, “It’s nothing more than a game between your

mad to believe him. If he hadn’t led the police here, Lewis could have gotten rid of

Quintin, what do you say?” Lewis’ attitude took a 180 degrees turn; he

spoke, the bodyguard holding Quintin down released Quintin. Quintin rose from the ground and ran

on earth would join you in such a

Quintin could think of was to bring Jack to the hospital.

Jack and bolted out of the

the limelight was now on the face-off between Lewis

was temporarily at a loss on how to confront Lewis. He actually hoped he wouldn’t have to

any

in the face. He took a while before he said, “This punk… Chairman Alvarez, I’m truly sorry. Quintin had always been a rebellious kid since young. If he had wronged you in any way, please bear with

looked at him with an imperceptible expression as he said, “Your son needs

saying, “Naturally, I’ll see to that. I assure you he’ll never cause

more trouble.”