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.

rest of her life and never

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

she had just said dawned on her, and she shook her head

hate me because

grip on his pant leg. It seemed she provoked him

more attention to her and turned to look at Quintin

at a dead

up from the floor and used all her might to shove Lewis aside.

depleted every ounce of energy in her body.

to shove him aside as

steps backward before Conrad caught

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

wearing a hospital gown underneath his

was only for a

“It’s all my fault. My death should make up for it. Let me atone my

“I

bulged as he stared at Josephine’s moving fingers, and a deep chuckle escaped his lips, sending chills

entered the storage room at this moment.

was none other than Damian, accompanied by a team of policemen.

at the newcomers, and the

Damian saw his son getting held against the

still a family. How could he, as a father, remain calm when he saw

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

than a game between your son and me. What’s with all

the police here,

say?” Lewis’ attitude took a 180 degrees turn; he wasn’t as cold as before, and there

he spoke, the bodyguard holding Quintin down released Quintin. Quintin rose from the ground and ran to help Jack up.

toward Lewis. “Who on earth would

All Quintin could think

Jack and bolted

limelight was now on the face-off between

the scene, Damian was temporarily at a loss on how to confront Lewis. He actually hoped he

Fowler, any advice?”

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

him with an imperceptible expression as he said, “Your

to that.

more trouble.”