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What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161 Enrapture Those Around Him 

Josephine’s heart sank, and she looked at Lewis nervously. She grimaced and forced out a smile. She gestured, “I’ll take it when I go back.” 

Lewis’ gaze flickered, and he said, “Don’t take it anymore.” 

Josephine was taken aback. Lewis reached out his hand and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear as he said vaguely, “Didn’t you say that you like a girl?” 

Josephine froze in the car seat, suddenly not knowing how to react. It had slipped her mind that Lewis desired a child. The painful memory of their child, who had passed away two months ago, resurfaced in her mind due to Lewis’ words. A profound wave of grief and bitterness surged within her, causing a lump to form in her throat and tears to well up in her mind. She was really becoming more and more forgetful. 

Lewis furrowed his brows lightly and abruptly withdrew his hand. He fastened his seatbelt and drove off. Josephine turned to face the window, and tears streamed down from the corner of her eyes. 

Soon, they arrived at Alvarez Manor. Before they entered, they saw Sierra standing on the side of the road, looking around. When she saw Lewis’ car, her face lit up. 

Josephine’s heart tightened when she saw her. Then, she glanced at the man beside her. Sure enough, he slowed down the car and pulled over in front of Sierra. He could not overlook Sierra even when Josephine was in the car with him. He did not care about how Josephine. would feel when she saw Sierra. 

He wound down the window, and Sierra leaned forward to look into the car. The moment she saw Josephine, the smile on her face vanished. She asked, “Why are you two together?” 

Lewis did not answer her question. He tilted his head and asked, “What’s up?” 

“I can’t get through to your phone and thought you might be having suicidal thoughts. I went to your mansion but did not find you, so I decided to come here and test my luck, hoping to get some information on your whereabouts,” Sierra said. 

Lewis pondered for a moment before turning to Josephine and said, “You head in first.” 

Josephine clenched her fists and glanced at Sierra before shifting her gaze to Lewis. Ultimately, she relaxed her fists, opened the car door, and silently exited the vehicle. Then, she walked to the mansion alone. 

Sierra stared at Josephine as she walked into the mansion, a tinge of envy taking root in her heart. She could not explain why she felt that way, even though she knew Lewis liked her more. Nonetheless, the feeling of jealousy persisted, stemming from the fact that Josephine could legitimately stay together with Lewis. 

After walking for some distance, Josephine whipped her head around on a whim. She saw Sierra leaning forward with half of her body inside the car as they hugged. Josephine felt a stab in her heart. She quickly withdrew her gaze and hurried into the mansion. 

Greed emerged as the source of their discontent. Both Josephine and Sierra were consumed by their own desires, longing for what the other possessed. 

Sierra wrapped her arms around Lewis’ neck and wanted to kiss him, but he pushed her face away. Sierra complained, “Can’t I even give you a kiss?” 

“There’s paparazzi behind you,” Lewis reminded her. 

Sierra was stunned for a moment. She instinctively followed Lewis’ line of sight and caught a glimpse of a figure that seemed to flicker and distort behind a nearby tree. She pouted and released Lewis. “Let them take all the pictures they want. I’m not afraid.” 

As she said that, she leaned against the window and laughingly said, “It appears to me that you’re the one who is afraid.” 

Lewis remained nonchalant, leaning back, and said, “Why should I be afraid?” 

“Then I don’t see a problem. Get out of the car and let them take a picture of your face too.” Sierra opened the car door and yanked his arm. 

Sierra was merely joking, and to her surprise, Lewis actually got out of the car and closed the car door behind him. He stood beside Sierra with his hands in his pockets. Looking at Sierra’s shocked face, he asked, “What’s the matter?” 

Upon hearing that question, Sierra came back to her senses and hugged his waist as she replied, “I missed you.” 

His penetrating and profound gaze remained fixed on her, enveloping Sierra with an oppressive feeling. Sierra found herself burdened with guilt for no apparent reason and quickly looked away. After that, she said, “I’m worried about you. I was afraid that you’d hurt yourself. Oh, and…” 

As she spoke, she took out a card from her purse. “This is for you.” 

Lewis took a glance at the debit card and did not take it. 

Sierra continued, “I’ve sold all the clothes I haven’t worn before, along with several purses. I also sold a few cars that I had never driven. I’m currently seeking someone to assess the value of the house. Once it’s sold, I plan to deposit the proceeds into this account. I believe the house should fetch around 80 million dollars. Adding that to what’s in the bank now, there should be about 200 million dollars. My pay from the shoot…” 

Lewis interrupted her, “Sierra.” 

Sierra was stunned, and she gave him a confused look, “Is anything wrong?” 

Lewis took the card from her hand and put it back into her pocket. “You don’t need to do this.” 

“Is it not enough?” 

Lewis sighed. He turned to look at the night sky as he said, “I don’t need it.” 

“Why won’t you need it?” 

“Who do you think I am?” he asked. 

Sierra found herself speechless. He was an enigmatic figure, neither entirely good nor bad, always shrouded in mystery. Yet, it was his captivating aura that drew her in, and the unwavering confidence with which he commanded any situation. Simply put, no woman could resist a man who exuded the presence of a leader. Just by standing there, he had the power to enrapture those around him. 

Sierra stayed silent for some time. Lewis looked her in the eyes and said, “Even if there comes a day like this, do you think I would need a woman to help me pay my debts?” 

Sierra was dumbfounded by Lewis’ words, particularly the cryptic opening of his sentence. She did not understand what he meant by “Even if there comes a day like this.” She wondered if he had lied about what he had said before. She asked, “Wh-What do you mean?” 

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