What Separates Me and You

Chapter 332 The Cold Mercilessness of His Words

Bad-tempered patients weren’t that uncommon, but none of them could rival Lewis’ petulance.

For others, at least their rage was justified, but Lewis’ was already at an all-time high when the doctor hadn’t even opened his mouth to speak since entering the ward.

If he hadn’t fainted earlier, the doctors wouldn’t have found the opportunity to operate on him -he was that obstinate.

The doctor turned to Josephine now. “I have to examine Mr. Alvarez’s wounds. Could

Josephine immediately understood the implicit meaning behind his words.

you…”

She glanced at Lewis, thought about it for a moment, and approached him slowly, signing as she did.

Yet, Lewis hardly spared him a single glance.

Awkwardness flooded the room, tainting everyone in it, the doctor included.

Lewis was no longer at the age appropriate to throw such a childish tantrum.

Josephine squatted down in front of him and tugged at his arm.

“I’m not dying anytime soon. What’s there to examine?” he replied impatiently.

His brashness rendered her speechless.

The doctor explained hurriedly, “Mr. Alvarez, whether or not you die is not up to you to decide. I am the one making that call here.” He paused slightly before adding, “This injury of yours should have been operated on long ago. You’ve delayed treatment for so long that it’s already exacerbated more significantly than anyone could ever anticipate. I need to see how well you’re recovering after the surgery to ensure there aren’t any unforeseen complications.”

Lewis simply sat on the couch and looked at the doctor wordlessly.

“Are

you really not in pain?” the doctor asked.

The anesthesia should have worn off by now.

Josephine tugged at his arms again, her eyes wide and pleading.

When Lewis finally turned to glance at her, tears had already welled up in her eyes.

Conrad had called it, after all.

The glimmer of her tears stirred something foreign and complicated within him.

a move, Josephine’s tears began to

was afraid of losing him, of watching him slip away in her

the only

slightly before he raised his arms to rub

him off balance, causing his body to sway violently. After all, he just had

rushed forward to steady

took a moment to regain his balance. After that, he pulled his arm away from her grip and returned to the bed at long last, allowing the doctor

had just been cleaned a while back, it appeared reddish and swollen as well. His chest, on the other hand, wasn’t simply a fracture anymore. The condition it had been in before the surgery had resulted from his aggravation- one that could hardly be

wounds, the doctor remarked to them, “You seem to be recovering well, but I’ll order an X-ray to ensure that we’re not missing anything crucial.” Then, seeing Lewis’ blatant displeasure, the doctor added, “Not now. That can wait for a few more days. In the meantime, get some rest. God knows how

he prepared to finish up his check-up, the doctor reminded Josephine to have Lewis take his medications on time, to which she readily agreed with a

on Lewis’ IV drip as he administered it with swift precision

The doctor left soon after, and Josephine watched his figure disappear around a corner as she shut the door behind him and

relief as she watched him receive the IV drip without complaint, raising her arms to sign, “You need to follow the

her from one

pack of cigarettes on his bedside table. “You can smoke

better.”

the end of the day, she was still afraid

feared that he would leave her in a fit of rage and ignore her

her hands tightly. “Fine.

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shocked pause followed his words before a radiant smile

silence of the moment. It was nice

sun was rapidly setting, night falling and once again

wasn’t complete darkness that descended, for New Year’s Eve called for blazing lights and fireworks adorning the velvety night sky with

ever.

leaned into Lewis’ embrace, the two of them listening to the sound of fireworks erupting in the sky

of their shared moment. Immediately, Josephine scrambled to hand

from his

frown marred his features, his brows perpetually knitted, but he answered the phone regardless.

hi. Are you not in Elysium

was a picture of composure as he waited for his mother to finish bombarding him with questions. “I’m not in Elysium. I’m

loitering outside, today of all days? Who are

up with the news, it was not entirely unexpected. In her eyes, the incident on the cruise ship could very well be another news article unworthy of her

not at home, your sister is still in jail, and you-you’re not here either, which leaves me alone in the house, spending New Year’s Eve by myself, my family completely

the more she spoke,

has gone

time, though his expression remained carefully blank.

spoke in frustration after a long pause. “Why aren’t you

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there

really not coming home?” she