What Separates Me and You

Chapter 294 He Looked So Haggard

If it wasn’t for the fact that Lewis had ditched Josephine in order to save Sierra, she wouldn’t have gone missing.

Lewis had to be the one taking responsibility for this incident.

Then again, her disappearance didn’t matter.

Josephine was just a mute who didn’t have anyone to turn to. Even if she were to go missing,

die, or vanish from the face of the planet, no one would care about her at all.

Naturally, no one would demand justice for her.

She deserved to be treated that way.

That was the outcome of the ones who were neglected by everyone else.

Seth added, “Did she leave her phone in her hotel room?”

Lewis recalled Josephine didn’t take her phone with her. He could only place his hopes on the watch that Josephine wore on her wrist. It had a GPS tracker installed in it, but he didn’t know where she was because it was unable to establish a signal for such a long time.

The man suddenly suggested, “Tell Gerald to check out the areas without any signal reception in Hardington.”

“He’s combing the entire city right now, but there are too many areas without signal reception.” Seth threw the cigarette butt to the ground before crushing it with his foot. He turned around and was about to get into the car when he suddenly remembered something, which prompted him to glance at Lewis.

The latter’s expression was stormy as ever. He had yet to recover from his injury, let alone get any sleep in the past 24 hours. To make matters worse, his injury worsened when he rescued Sierra. Despite his determination not to let the pain and fatigue overwhelm him, it was evident that he appeared extremely haggard at that moment.

“Just don’t die while you’re searching for her.”

Seth got into the car after he was done speaking.

The car drove past Lewis, causing his windbreaker to flap in the wind.

He continued to gaze at the sea the whole time. A few couples were strolling along the beach while holding hands with each other, their shadows stretching across the sandy surface courtesy of the setting sun.

Occasionally, a few seagulls would fly over the sea and hunt for dinner by swooping down to peck at the surface. Once they ate their fill, they shot up to the skies and soon disappeared.

As the sun finally sank beyond the horizon, the lamp posts lining the road lit up gradually, casting a bright fluorescent light over the entire area. Simultaneously, the noise level

increased, with cars continually cruising down the road.

an envelope from his breast pocket. He opened the envelope to reveal the series of pictures taken the previous

made her eyes crinkle

stood beneath a lamp post. Soon, the beach became a hub of activity. Despite his physical proximity to the bustling crowd, he couldn’t shake the feeling of being

had been present the previous night. Even the fireworks, which illuminated the dark sky from time to time, appeared

pictures again. After that, he put them back into his pocket

returned to the hotel. At that time, she happened to be touching up her

Lewis returning to the lobby, she quickly got up to her feet and approached

intended to spend the day shopping with him, but he decided to waste it on looking for the damned

elevator without bothering

latter trailed behind him immediately. Soon, they took the elevator all

opened the door and entered his room. The room remained untouched. Josephine’s jacket was still draped over the couch, her luggage

she wasn’t there

Quintin had sent her a few messages on

behind Lewis while mentally grumbling, “How could an adult go missing

only dared to make those complaints mentally instead of

good mood right now. Sierra would never dare to provoke him at

Josephine’s phone, Lewis sank onto the couch before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it

dim light. Despite the haze, Sierra could vaguely discern

smoked three cigarettes in a row, Sierra decided it was time to speak up. “Lewis, you should rest

to ignore

for her to go missing. Maybe she’s hiding from you on purpose

warning glance from the man. Sierra shrunk

clearly looking very irritated. Suddenly, a violent fit of coughing overcame him, causing the pain from his stomach wound to intensify. He pressed a hand against the wound

Lewis lost his balance and fell off the couch. He quickly grabbed the coffee table’s edge while pressing his other hand onto his stomach. The veins on the back of his hand. bulged from the exertion against the coffee table.

of her wits, to say the least. She quickly approached him, intending

“Get out.”

woman looked flabbergasted

the floor by using the coffee table as a support, a pained expression on his face. It had only been

frown graced her features as she balled up her fists which hung by her

but she was also

“Lewis-”

“Get out!”

man sounded quite weak, so his order wasn’t threatening at all. He started panting heavily, which was more than enough to show how difficult it was for him to suppress

pain.

showed his emotions. Just how much pain was

her phone, intending to get him help regardless

response was still cold and frosty despite being weakened