What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 116

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Nancy turned around in shock, obviously not expecting that Lewis had returned as well. But she quickly gathered herself and said in a deep voice, “You didn’t even greet me when you saw me, and the first thing you say is ‘Where is she?’ There are so many women here. Who are you asking for?” 

Lewis’ gaze swept over Nancy’s and Daphne’s faces as he asked again, “Where is Josephine?” 

“Josephine again. All you talk about is Josephine. Do you not see me as your mother anymore?” 

Lewis furrowed his brows and walked away. He did not want to waste time talking about useless stuff with Nancy. As he arrived at the door, Nancy said, “Stop right there!” 

Lewis did not turn to face her. 

Nancy was furious. She immediately raised her voice and shouted, “Lewis Alvarez, I repeat, stop right there!” 

An unspoken threat lingered within those words, understood only by the two of them. Lewis came to a halt but refrained from turning to face her. Nancy, on the other hand, stood 

up from the couch and made her way toward him, positioning herself directly in front of him. She looked up at him and said, “Lewis, I know what happened at the company. Robert called you back for that, right?” 

Lewis shifted his gaze to look at her face. “So what?” 

Nancy was agitated by his attitude. She said in a low voice, “Lewis, I’m your mother. I won’t harm you.” 

Lewis remained silent. 

“Daphne told me that you helped her sell her stocks. However, if I’m guessing correctly, you were the one who purchased them, weren’t you?” 

Lewis’ eyes narrowed as he silently waited for her to continue. 

Nancy said, “Although I don’t know what your plans are, if you promise to divorce the mute, I can give you my shares.” 

Lewis laughed at her words. 

Nancy thought he had agreed, so she added, “She’s just a mute. Our family has been benevolent enough to provide for her all these years. You don’t need to sacrifice your happiness. Do you understand what I mean?” 

“So you’re saying you’ll only give me your shares if I divorce Josephine?” 

“Of course. My son should not marry a mute. As long as you divorce her, I would not mind even if you married Sierra!” 

Lewis replied, “Mom, do you think I’m still a kid?” 

His response took Nancy aback. 

Lewis stared intently at her; his cold and indifferent eyes sent a chill down Nancy’s heart. They were family, but the way Lewis looked at her was no better than looking at a stranger. 

After Lewis said that, he left without turning back. 

Nancy’s nails dug into her palms as she gazed at the towering figure, questioning when he had grown so tall that she now had to look up at him. It dawned on her that he had become a fully grown man, no longer the obedient son who unquestioningly adhered to her every word. 

Nancy’s heart throbbed with pain, causing her to clutch her chest and nearly lose her balance. The nearby housekeeper rushed to steady her. Her voice quivered with sorrow, and there was an undertone of reluctance as she choked out, “I’m doing this for his own good. How could he treat me like this?” 

“Madam, Master Lewis is almost thirty now. If you continue to restrict him, he’ll resent it.” When Lewis discovered Josephine, he found her being forcefully pressed to the ground on her shoulders by two household staff members while her knees were bloodied. 

The searing pain stemming from her knee surged, spreading throughout Josephine’s body. Just as she was about to crumble, they abruptly pulled her upright, compelling her to kneel on the glass shards. Despite the wintry conditions, a sheen of cold sweat covered her forehead, and her hair, drenched in perspiration, stuck to her face. 

Just as Josephine was about to faint, she saw a figure walking toward her from the corner of her eye. She opened her eyes, and Lewis’ tall figure came into view. It was just like how he had saved her from danger when she was younger. 

The household staff saw Lewis’ gloomy face and looked at each other, terrified. However, they did not dare to let go of Josephine as well. 

Lewis did not waste any time talking to them. He grabbed one of the household staff and pushed her away. He lowered his body and carried Josephine in his arms. 

The other household staff stood there, puzzled. After Lewis lifted Josephine from the ground, he kicked the household staff’s knee. Her legs buckled, and she ended up kneeling on the shattered glass. She screamed in pain and wanted to get up, but Lewis shouted, “Kneel there and don’t move!” 

His voice was deep, sending a shiver down the household staff’s spine. She had no choice but to continue kneeling on the glass shards. 

Lewis looked at the other household staff, and she trembled. He said, “Come here and get on your knees!” 

“Master Lewis…” 

“On the count of three!” 

The household staff ran over, crawling and stumbling along the way. Both of them knelt on the broken glass. The sharp pieces pierced their skin, making them grimace in pain. Nancy hurried over, furious at what she saw. Her lungs were about to explode out of anger. “Lewis Alvarez! Are you trying to rebel? I’m not dead yet. Who said you could be in charge here?”