What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 To Think She Would Ask That of Him 

Lewis halted. 

He wasn’t so foolish as to go against Seth’s words just because he sent him that message since he could somehow guess what it meant. 

Lewis cast his phone aside and drove back. 

He got out of the car and strode into the living room once he reached Alvarez Manor. 

As he stepped inside, he saw Josephine kneeling before the coffee table, her hand trembling as she signed the divorce agreement. 

The others noticed him immediately. 

Nancy rose to her feet. She seemed oblivious to Lewis’ frosty expression as she smiled and said, “You’re just in time, Lewis. Josephine signed the agreement. Hurry up and get your 

divorce certificate.” 

Lewis stood at the doorway, emanating a horrifyingly chilling aura-not even the furnace. could warm up the room as the air within became colder. 

His gaze fell on Josephine. 

Her face was as pale as a sheet. Sweat covered her forehead, and her hair was plastered to her face. She looked like she was dunked in water. 

Nancy furrowed her brows and instructed Josephine, “Josephine, bring the divorce agreement. 

to Lewis.” 

Josephine lowered her head and picked up the agreement as she stood, quivering. 

She dragged her feet as she staggered to Lewis and handed him the divorce agreement with 

both hands. 

Lewis scrutinized the papers-there were blood stains all over. 

There was a scribble in the space left for her to sign. Covered in blood, the signature was illegible. 

Ignoring the papers, Lewis raised his hand and tried to caress her face. 

However, before he could, Josephine cowered and took a step back. 

Lewis’ hand froze mid-air. Taking in her ashen face and terrified, cautious eyes, he looked toward Nancy, “What’s this about?” 

He was suppressing his emotions, but he didn’t sound any different than usual if one didn’t listen to his voice carefully. 

Chapter 183 To Think She Would Ask That of i 

Nancy disregarded him and replied calmly, “She refused to sign, so I figured out a way and compelled her to do it. There’s no way I’ll allow her to keep clinging to you, Lewis. I know you can’t bring yourself to be cold-hearted toward this mute, but since you’ve made up your mind to get the divorce, don’t hesitate anymore. I don’t mind being the villain here as long as I can help you with this.” 

Lewis’ gaze bore a hole in Nancy. 

After a while, he chuckled. His chuckle would have seemed barbaric if it weren’t for the curve at the corner of his lips. “I guess I have to thank you for that.” 

“You’re welcome. Well, since you both signed the divorce agreement, go on and get your divorce certificate. I’d be glad to see her leave.” 

Lewis grasped Josephine’s wrist and forcefully tugged her to her feet. Her fingertips were still bleeding, and the blood trickled down her hand, dyeing her whole hand crimson red-it was wholly smeared with blood. 

“Who did this?” asked Lewis. 

As soon as Mrs. Harrold heard him, she shuddered. She wasn’t there when Josephine had to kneel on glass shards as her punishment. The two maids who were made to kneel all day and night were gone the following day. 

No one found them up until this day. 

Chills ran down Mrs. Harrold’s spine as she looked at Nancy pleadingly. 

Nancy shot her a soothing glance and answered with her back straight, “I did. What about that? You can’t be thinking of getting rid of me, your mother, for that mute, can you?” 

Nancy assumed her dignity as a mother and stared back at Lewis, unrelenting. She didn’t think Lewis would mistreat her, no matter how heartless he was. 

Besides, it was his decision to get a divorce. All she did was go with the flow and give him a little push. 

“Lewis, you were the one who decided to get the divorce. Why would you do so if you still had feelings for this mute?” pressed Nancy aggressively. 

Lewis’ eyes glinted. He stared right back at Nancy for a long time before looldng away. He glanced at the agreement Josephine held. Almost dried, the bloodstains were an eyesore to him. 

Holding Josephine’s hand, he tugged her out of the mansion. 

Watching them leave, Nancy’s face darkened. She asked through gritted teeth, “Is he serious about divorcing that mute?” 

Mrs. Harrold stuttered, “M-Master Lewis signed the papers. He must be serious about 

Nancy heaved a long sigh. Gloomily, she said, “Let’s wait and see. If he reneged on his decision, I don’t mind playing the villain till the end!” 

Lewis pulled Josephine along until they reached his car. Then, Josephine’s legs finally gave way, and she plopped onto the floor. 

There were puddles on the ground because of the rain. Coincidentally, she sat on one. 

The icy fluid soaked through her clothes and found its way to her skin. 

Lewis looked back at her with a complicated expression. 

She was still clutching tightly to the divorce agreement. When he turned, Josephine handed it over, shivering. 

She turned her gaze upon him. Earlier, her eyes sparkled wilfully even when she negotiated with him, but now they were desolate and defeated. 

Lewis was silent for a long while. He reached out, took the agreement, and was about to tear it into pieces when Josephine grabbed his leg and pleaded, “No-” 

He froze. 

Josephine looked up, bewildered. Unpredictably, her tears rolled out from her eyes as she begged him. 

“Did you sign this willingly?” 

Josephine closed her eyes and nodded emphatically. She signed, “I beg you, don’t tear it apart. 

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