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.

Josephine’s tears began

of losing him, of watching him slip away in her arms.

of being the only one

lips twitched slightly before he raised his arms to rub his temples. Then, he

abrupt movement threw him off balance, causing his body

to steady him.

away from her grip and returned to the

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

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

check-up, the doctor reminded Josephine to have Lewis take his medications on

her keep an eye on Lewis’ IV drip as he administered it with swift precision and instructed her to press the

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

of relief as she watched him receive the IV drip without complaint, raising her arms to sign,

peered at her from one

on his

better.”

of the day, she was still afraid

in a fit of rage

gripping her hands tightly. “Fine. I’ll listen to

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pause followed his words before

undisturbed silence of the moment. It was nice to share a moment of tranquility with him, away from the discordances of the

was rapidly setting, night falling and once again shrouding Elysium in darkness.

Eve called for blazing lights and fireworks adorning the velvety night sky with their brilliance. Yet, despite the

ever.

the sound of fireworks erupting in the sky above them, watching

shared moment. Immediately, Josephine scrambled to hand him his

call from his

marred his features, his brows perpetually knitted, but he

as soon as the call connected. “Lewis, hi. Are you not in Elysium today?

a picture of composure as he waited for his mother to finish bombarding him with questions.

child! What are you doing, loitering outside, today of all days? Who are you with

kept 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 time and attention. She did.

left. Your father’s not at home, your sister is still in jail, and you-you’re not here either,

the more she spoke, stark loneliness permeating

maid has gone home.”

a long time, though his expression remained carefully blank.

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

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there

coming home?” she asked,