What Separates Me and You

Chapter 106 Worse Than Before

Josephine hesitated for a moment before she raised her hands and signed, “I won’t go and see Mrs.

Jinkins anymore, so please don’t hurt her.”

Lewis pursed his thin lips. His eyes were blazing, but he didn’t say anything.

“She’s already quite old, and her days are numbered. She’s quite pitiful, so please have sympathy for

her on the basis that she had taken care of me,” she continued.

She was uncertain whether he had seen what she had signed, as his gaze was fixed firmly on her eyes

and not her hands. It left her feeling completely helpless, unable to communicate her thoughts to him or

engage with him if he didn’t direct his attention to her hands. When he was in a good mood, he would

patiently observe her signing, but he wouldn’t even glance in her direction if he wasn’t. He had the

power to refuse interaction with her at any given moment. Despite signing more words, he continued to

maintain his focus on her face. Her heart sank, and she eventually lowered her hands, abandoning any

further attempts to sign.

“Do you know why I don’t want you to have any contact with those people?” Lewis suddenly. said.

Josephine raised a brow and looked questioningly at him. She was on the brink of insanity from

wanting to know. She wanted to know why she had no freedom or basic human rights. She waited for

his answer, but he raised a slender finger and lightly traced it down her cheek, saying, “But I hope you

never do.”

Something flashed across her eyes, and she felt a sense of déjà vu as Seth had also said

something similar. “You wouldn’t be asking such a question if you had your memory,” he had said, “and

you wouldn’t be looking at me this way either.”

The context was different, but the impression was the same, which made her head buzz. What in the

world had she forgotten? She racked her brain, but she couldn’t come up with anything. They were

speaking to her in riddles and forcing her to recall while also keeping her from interacting with

outsiders. She felt as though she was being pulled in opposite directions by two different forces, which

were going to tear her in half. In despair and helpless, she could only silently bear with it and watch

herself be torn into pieces.

The blanket slid off Lewis when he abruptly sat up, showing off his perfect physique. Criss- crossed red

marks contrasted starkly against his chest and back. Her nails weren’t long, but the scratch marks were

still shocking, and it was conceivable considering how passionate he had been last night. She felt as

though she couldn’t move her body from her hands.

He got out of bed and got dressed neatly. She watched as he transformed from a passionate man to

the widely-respected President Alvarez. Taking his watch from the headboard, het turned to her and

said, “You don’t have to go to work today, just stay home and rest well. Don’t leave the house. Also, I

hope I won’t have to deal with Quintin now that Avery is out of the picture.”

He then picked up his jacket and left without a second glance after he gave her a warning.

Josephine lay blankly on the bed and watched his retreating figure until the bedroom door close and

blocked her view. She slowly retracted her gaze and looked down at her arms, which weren’t in a good

state, as they were covered in bruises. She could also feel a dull ache in her lower abdomen. She

hadn’t fully recovered yet from last night due to the lack of oxygen. She also didn’t know how much

more of his abuse she could withstand, but it didn’t matter anymore. After all, pets only lived for a brief

10 to 20 years.

The doctor would be coming over today to do a checkup on her, but that was later in the afternoon. She

slept all day and only woke up in the late afternoon when she heard someone ring the doorbell.

Dragging her weary body out of bed, she answered the door.

The doctor flashed her a professional smile as he stood at the door with his briefcase. “Good afternoon,

Mrs. Alvarez. How have you been feeling the last two days?”

She frowned as she had no way of answering his question. The doctor wasn’t expecting a response

from her either and was merely asking out of courtesy. He entered, and Josphine showed her his arms

after sitting on the couch.

The smile slowly disappeared from the doctor’s face when he saw the state of her arms and looked at

her with concern. “Why…does it look as though you are worse off than before?”

Pursing her lips, she merely stared at him and didn’t move.

The doctor looked at her with worry as he gave her advice. “You should try to be happier, Madam,

and…avoid strenuous activities as your body is still recovering.”

He was using “strenuous activities” as a euphemism for something else, but Josephine knew what he

meant. Her ears turned red as she slowly retracted her arms.

“My mentor is a renowned naturopathic doctor and has close relations with the Alvarez family. I’m also

the disciple that he is most proud of, so you can trust what I say. I won’t deceive you.”

“I know, thank you.” She typed it out on her phone.

The doctor exhaled in relief. “Alright. How about I prescribe some homeopathic medicine for you?”