What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 301

Lewis' eyes widened by a fraction as he stood up immediately. Then, he searched the entire office for Josephine.

She had gone missing.

The man couldn't be bothered to say anything to the doctor at that point. He immediately bolted out of the office in search of the missing woman.

Meanwhile, Josephine was strolling around in the park. She had noticed how beautiful those flowers were, so she wanted to catch some butterflies.

The young woman already picked a few flowers by then, so she sniffed their fragrance happily.

Perhaps Lewis would be happy once she gave him these flowers.

He didn't smile at all today. Maybe the sight of those flowers would improve his mood.

Before Josephine had time to process her delight, she felt a hand clamping down on her shoulder from the back.

That action surprised her.

The hand pulled her backward before moving to grip her wrist tightly. "Why did you run off on your own?"

Josephine raised her head, clearly dumbfounded. The first thing she saw was Lewis' angry expression. Flames of rage danced in his eyes as he glared at her murderously.

She opened her mouth while attempting to struggle against him.

Her wrist hurt a lot because of how strong his grip was.

Lewis glanced at the flowers Josephine was holding. Then, he snatched them over and threw them to the ground mercilessly.

Due to his excessive force in discarding the flowers, the delicate petals were torn away from their stems and scattered haphazardly in all directions.

Someone happened to walk past them at that time, resulting in the petals getting trampled.

Josephine was stunned once again. She turned to stare at the man unblinkingly.

She could tell that he was angry—no—he was furious.

Josephine struggled again, this time attempting to yank her wrist out of Lewis' grip. However, her efforts just prompted him to tighten his grip even further, as though he intended to shatter her wrist bone.

He didn't even give her a chance to explain. All he did was drag her toward the parking lot.

The young woman could only follow him while stumbling over her steps every now and then. Waves of pain kept flaring from her trapped wrist, making her eyes redden immediately.

Once they reached the parking lot, Lewis opened the car door and roughly shoved her into the car. Then, he grabbed the seatbelt and strapped her in.

After that, the man leaned down to grip Josephine's chin. He murmured, "If you keep running off like this, I'll lock you up."

Of course, the woman was surprised to hear that threat. The sight of the cold fury in his eyes made her cower in fear.

Lewis slammed the car door behind him and got into the driver's seat. He then drove Josephine back to the hotel.

He didn't even stop by the hospital's pharmacy to grab the medicine which the doctor had prescribed.

Poor Josephine could only curl up on the front passenger seat, not daring to make a sound.

The atmosphere in the car was too tense. She knew very well that Lewis was still mad at her even without glancing at him.

At the same time, the young woman didn't know why he was so mad at her. All she wanted to do was pick two flowers for him.

Josephine bit her bottom lip while curling into a small ball and watching the unfamiliar scenery whizzing by her window. She felt very sad at that moment.

It was true that Lewis seemed different.

The atmosphere in the car was very silent on the way back to the hotel. Lewis never uttered a single word to Josephine.

Once they reached the hotel, he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to their hotel room wordlessly.

After entering their hotel room, the man shoved her into one of the inner rooms before reaching out to grab the doorknob. "Stay here. I'll break your legs if you dare to run off on your own again."

Poor Josephine shuddered violently upon hearing the threat. The door was slammed shut in her face before she could react.

They were staying in a suite, so the room Josephine was in happened to be the bedroom. Lewis must have locked her up by placing some sort of obstacle there. No matter how much she turned the knob, she could never get the door open.

She kept pounding against the door, yet no one responded to her. Her nose began to burn as tears welled up and streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Why did he lock her up?

Meanwhile, Lewis tugged at his collar before undoing the first few buttons of his shirt. Then, he withdrew a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up.

He sank onto the couch while smoking. Soon, the common room was filled with smoke, but a gust of wind quickly got rid of the smell.

When Sierra arrived at the suite, she noticed that the door wasn't closed. At the same time, she smelled smoke coming from the inside, which prompted her to stride into the suite right away with a frown on her face.