What Separates Me and You

Chapter 334 He Knows What He’s Doing

The elderly couple continued planning their trip, their conversation flowing effortlessly. The devotion they had for one another was truly enviable.

Josephine stared at them blankly as the bus pulled over to the scenic areas in Ecstasia.

Only when the vehicle finally came to a stop did she turn her gaze

towards the window, captivated by the endless expanse of flower fields that stretched before her. The sight left her speechless.

The tulips swayed gently in the wind, an effervescent ripple trilling down their perennial length. There was no end to this palette of colors nature seemed to have inadvertently spilled.

Lewis held her hand, guiding her off the bus and toward the fields. The air was saturated with a rich floral scent intertwined with earthy undertones, the perfect backdrop for such a breathtaking display.

Josephine broke free from his grip and sprinted toward the fields. As she ran, butterflies stirred from the clusters they were previously nestled in, fluttering around her. There were many tourists around the area, but the number of visitors could hardly compare to the grand magnitude of the fields. If one gazed at the fields from afar, the extent to which the fields. were populated seemed diffuse at best, in juxtaposition to its vastness.

After running for a while, Josephine stopped to look at Lewis.

He was walking leisurely behind her, his hands in his pockets.

She gestured for him to take some pictures of her, which he did as she posed amid the flowers, her laughter ringing with elation. With each press of the shutters, Lewis immortalized her joy. within the pixelated memory of his phone. Josephine ran and ran and ran until even she herself could no longer determine which direction they were currently moving in anymore.

Lewis followed closely behind, appearing visibly weak. He pressed his hand to his abdomen, though he never stopped capturing pictures of her with his phone.

Meanwhile, Conrad discovered Lewis’ disappearance from the hospital.

Not even Josephine could be found in the finite space of the ward.

“Where did they go?” Gerald asked, bewildered.

He, too, was worried that Lewis had gone missing like he did last time. His two-week-long disappearance had stirred up more anxiety than he cared to relive for the second time.

Conrad pulled his phone out and dialed Lewis’ number, but the latter ended the call even as it

connected.

Conrad could only press his lips together in exasperation before addressing Gerald wryly,”

somewhere, having fun.”

puzzled. “Having fun?

sneak out of the hospital with the injuries he’d sustained simply for the sake

hair irritably. Never had he been so worried about someone before, especially when that someone

After this morning, he’d been fully

to wish me a Happy New Year?”

Conrad ignored his jab and

hospital? Don’t tell me he went missing

he spoke, Conrad realized his mistake of allowing Josephine to stay and care for Lewis, but it was too late for him to rectify that. In her current state, she was about as useful as a bun was to

much for Lewis to trick her into running off

and risk his death, then so be it. I’ll give you

“You-

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Conrad. “How dare you joke about this, now of all

spoke, “Don’t worry, little assistant. He knows

run off right after surgery with

said he knows what he’s doing. Why do you even care so much? He should be the one concerned about himself,” Seth said slowly, “Or, should I say, he might very well be more

confusion. “What do you

New Year’s Day, let him. It’s futile to prevent a man on the verge of losing everything from throwing in

Seth spoke, the more muddled Conrad became. Questions surfaced in

worrying about him, why don’t you come over and pay me

your time,”

up in a fit

turned to Gerald and instructed him, “Mr. Harris, I think it’s best to send someone

nodded. “Will

before stopping to rest. She was overcome with exhaustion, having spent her energy

watching as she gulped down a few mouthfuls in rapid succession. Her thirst quenched, she turned to look at him, only to realize the beads of perspiration that had

for its pleasant weather, it was rather cloudy today.

her pocket, dabbing

her from wiping his face

of his features. catching on the weakness that permeated his appearance.

injuries. “Let’s head back to the hospital,”

behind her ear. “Why go back to the hospital? There are

her lower lip, the concern in her eyes overflowing. She could discern the exhaustion and infirmity between his brows, his condition taking precedence over