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.

ceased to make a move, Josephine’s tears began to

watching him slip away in her arms.

the only one left on this

arms to rub his temples.

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

rushed forward to steady

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

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 taken lightly at all.

missing anything crucial.” Then, seeing Lewis’ blatant displeasure, the doctor added, “Not now.

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

drip as he administered it with swift precision and instructed her to press the call button once

after, and Josephine watched his figure disappear around a corner as she shut the door behind him and returned to Lewis’

a sigh of relief as she watched him receive the IV drip without complaint, raising her arms to sign, “You need to follow the doctor’s instructions. That way, you’ll recover

peered at her from

then placed his pack of cigarettes on his bedside table. “You can smoke them when you’re

better.”

end of the day, she was

in a fit of rage and ignore her in the days

tightly. “Fine. I’ll listen

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his words before

sat beside him quietly, basking in the undisturbed silence of the moment. It was nice to share a moment of tranquility with him, away from

falling and once again shrouding

it wasn’t complete darkness that descended, for New Year’s Eve called for blazing lights and fireworks adorning the velvety night sky with their brilliance. Yet, despite the earth- shattering blasts and the crowds teeming with spirited joy,

ever.

the sound of fireworks erupting in

rang, shattering the stillness of their shared moment. Immediately, Josephine scrambled to hand him

a call from his mother,

perpetually knitted, but he answered

“Lewis, hi. Are you not in Elysium today? It’s

his mother to finish bombarding him with questions. “I’m not in Elysium. I’m afraid I

are you doing, loitering outside, today

the recent happenings in Elysium. Being someone who seldom kept up with the news, it was not entirely unexpected. In her eyes, the incident on the cruise ship

you left. Your father’s 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 out

with despair the more she spoke, stark loneliness permeating her words.

the maid has gone

speak for a long time,

frustration after a long

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is there to say?”

not coming