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 to trickle

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

the only one left on

twitched slightly before he raised his arms to

abrupt movement threw him off balance, causing his body to sway violently. After all,

forward to

arm away from her grip and returned to the bed at long last, allowing the doctor to finally check on his

well. His chest, on the other hand, wasn’t simply a fracture anymore. The condition it had been in before the surgery had resulted

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

doctor reminded Josephine to have Lewis take his medications on time, to which she

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

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

let out a sigh of relief as she watched him receive the IV drip without complaint, raising her arms to sign, “You need to

peered at her

then placed his pack of cigarettes on his bedside

better.”

tentative, timid. At the end of the day, she was still

fit of rage and ignore her in

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

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before

the undisturbed silence of the moment. It was nice to share a moment

rapidly setting, night falling and once again

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, the hospital remained

ever.

embrace, the two of them listening to the sound of fireworks erupting in the sky above them, watching the

shared moment. Immediately, Josephine scrambled to hand him his

call from

his brows perpetually

call connected. “Lewis, hi. Are you not in Elysium today? It’s New Year’s Eve. Are you coming home?”

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

outside, today of all days?

In her eyes, the incident on the cruise ship could very well be another news article unworthy of her time and attention. She did. not know that her son was in

jail, and you-you’re not here either, which leaves

more she spoke, stark

has gone home.”

long time, though his

a long pause.

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there to say?”

really not coming home?”