What Separates Me and You

Chapter 319 A Kiss Might Make It Better

Lewis stared at her for a long while before he replied in a deep voice, “No, you have nothing to do with my injuries.”

Josephine showed no reactions other than biting her lips.

Lewis smelled strongly of blood. Images of him being unconscious crossed her mind. whenever she closed her eyes. There were a few instances when she thought he was dying.

She would be in utter bewilderment if he did.

What would she do if she was alone?

“Are you cold?”

Josephine nodded. It was freezing at night on the island though they were in the cabin. The icy wind persistently blew in on them, and they were only lightly clad.

Taking another bath towel, Lewis covered themselves with it and hugged Josephine tighter.

Josephine nestled her cheeks against Lewis’ chest. His heartbeat soothed her even though they were out in the wild.

She was awfully sleepy after staying up all day and night and soon fell asleep in his arms.

The night was chilly, and the moon hung unobscured in the sky. Pale moonlight reflected off the water’s surface, its shimmering image dispersing whenever the wind ruffled the sea, turning into glimmering white shards scattered across the water’s surface.

Meanwhile, Seth had already gone ashore. Countless people surrounded him just as he disembarked from the vessel.

The cruise ship was equipped with route monitoring, so the headquarters was instantly notified when the incident occurred, cutting off all communication with the ship.

Although the headquarters wouldn’t know what happened exactly, the abruptly interrupted communication link was sufficient to alarm them that something was wrong.

Hence, family members of the guests onboard heard about it and gathered at the pier, waiting for further news.

Nevertheless, only eight of them, including Faust and the rest, out of the hundreds onboard the cruise ship, returned to shore.

Indeed, only eight managed to make it back to shore, and it was Faust’s final decision. It would be quite a handful for them to straighten things out if the guests’ family members discovered that the cruise ship sank because of an explosion.

The best solution to this scenario was not to save anyone and treat this incident as a common

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accident.

The few people he chose to rescue were notable figures he dared not wrong. Thus, he couldn’t let them die. As for the remaining guests, the headquarters could deal with them without hassle.

an uproar when the crowd waiting by the pier

the mayhem and hopped into

dialed Lewis’ number immediately but failed to reach

who told him

Lewis several times, but

Kiran, and it

furrowed. Why couldn’t he get through to both of them? Lewis should have been back

fueled several similar vessels and ensured a journey of at least twenty hours. It could

two possibilities now that he couldn’t reach Lewis. Lewis was either dead

an ancient manor on the outskirts of town at

man in a tuxedo was playing a game of

yard.

“Mr. Yale.”

and looked at Seth, casting aside the black chess piece in

well. The cruise ship sank, and many died. But that’s all none of

can’t reach them? What

sure myself. They may be dead or lost

we’ll still have to put up a search.” Then, he instructed his butler, “Send out several helicopters to

nodded,

entered his house with the support of his walking

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he an acquaintance of

same line, we’d more or less hear of each other at

not interested in these affairs. He had his own business to take care

night passed, and Josephine

eyes, she raised an arm to shield herself from the glaring

but Lewis woke up nonetheless. The second Josephine raised her hand, he opened his eyes and

thing he asked her when he was awake was, “Do you still

understand why he would ask her that,

leaned back and gently

tugged his sleeve and gestured, “Should I change

“Yes.”

the sleeves tied across his chest, took off the trench coat and towel, and checked the wound

yesterday had dried up and looked

off. The wound had stopped bleeding, and its surrounding was dyed

dipped it in the

still broke out over Lewis’ forehead because of the pain. His brows knitted as he held back

was a deep gash with skin flaps. She could vaguely see the inner part of the wound but couldn’t see much as herbs filled its