What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 298

Josephine bowed her head to look at the man before her, a dazed mist shrouding her eyes.

After Lewis finished sliding her feet into the slippers, he raised his head to look at her.

Their eyes briefly met, and something flashed across his beautiful eyes. It was so fleeting that Josephine almost didn't notice it in time.

Then, Lewis got up to his feet. In the midst of doing so, he frowned as his form started leaning dangerously to the side. Fortunately, he grabbed hold of the banister just in time to avoid falling to the ground.

Josephine quickly stood up to steady the man. Worry was now etched all over her face.

He hung his head just to catch his breath for a moment. Once he lifted his head again, his expression was emotionless as ever. Still, he raised a hand to pat Josephine on the head.

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

Josephine stared at his face for a moment. In the end, she chose to believe his words, so she released her hold on him.

Her phone happened to ring just then.

The young woman turned around to glance at her phone, which was sitting on the coffee table. She had an inkling that the pink phone belonged to her.

Josephine didn't hesitate to leave Lewis on the balcony as she headed indoors to answer the call.

When she picked up her phone, she noticed that Quintin was the one calling her. She hesitated for a moment, but she still slid the "answer" button and placed the phone next to her ear.

"I thought you were going to keep ignoring me. Thank goodness you finally answered the call," Quintin said from the other end of the line. "It's going to be the holidays soon. Are you planning on visiting somewhere this year?"

Josephine didn't respond since she was unable to talk, which confused the other man to no end. "Didn't you learn how to speak back then? Why aren't you saying anything now?"

The moment his words fell, Josephine felt the phone being snatched from her grasp.

"I can help you out if you feel very lonely, Mr. Quintin."

The moment Lewis' voice drifted through the speaker, the other man instantly fell silent.

A few seconds ticked by before Quintin replied, "Are you with her right now?"

"The answer is rather obvious, isn't it? Why must you ask such ridiculous questions?"

Quintin grumbled loudly, "You've already divorced her! Why do you insist on chaining her next to you?"

"What does this have anything to do with you?" Lewis retorted.

"What the hell? She's my wife now! Lewis, do you have a weird fetish or something? Are you only pining for women who happen to be other men's wives?"

The glint in Lewis' eyes was snuffed out right away upon hearing Quintin's accusations. "It seems you have yet to learn your lesson, Mr. Quintin."

Quintin chuckled loudly, this time in anger. "What are you going to do this time, huh? Are you planning on cutting off someone else's fingers? Perhaps you're going to take another innocent life, hmm? You want me dead, right? I'm waiting for you, Lewis! Come at me if you dare!"

Once he was done growling out his response, he ended the call immediately, still furious about the phone call.

Lewis tossed the phone back onto the coffee table while shooting a glance in Josephine's direction. It didn't matter to him what sort of expression she was showing on her face.

She wouldn't remember a single thing anyway.

"Are you hungry?"

Josephine nodded in response. It was true that she was famished.

Lewis called the hotel's reception line so that he could place an order for room service.

Once dinner was served in their hotel room, Josephine dug in ravenously at the dining table.

The man just sat next to her and watched her eat.

Since she didn't remember anything, it was natural for her to stop feeling sad or depressed about what happened to her. All she cared about was fulfilling her needs—she would eat when she got hungry and sleep when she was tired. She didn't have to waste any energy worrying about anything else.

Once Josephine woke up from her sleep, it would be a brand new day for her.

She was living a pretty good life, in a sense—that was if her condition didn't worsen.

The only silver lining in this situation was that Josephine would always remember Lewis no matter how much her memory deteriorated. That man would forever live on as a core memory.

Whenever she opened her eyes and saw his familiar face, she would be reminded of her amazing past. That way, the young woman would feel very safe and protected, completely devoid of any fear toward him.

Once Josephine was done eating, Lewis took her to the bathroom for a bath as per their usual schedule.

After filling the bathtub with warm water, he had Josephine sit inside the bathtub so that he could bathe her meticulously.

The man had no idea just how much Josephine's memory had deteriorated, but what he noticed was that she no longer blushed whenever he bathed her nowadays.

She stripped her clothes right before Lewis as if it was the most natural thing to do. After that, she got into the bathtub obediently.

Lewis remembered that Josephine refused to let him bathe her once she hit 13 years old.