What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 324

Josephine waited for a while, yet Lewis never replied, so she continued munching on the asparagus.

The crunching sounds were deafening. She looked like a rabbit munching on a carrot stick when she ate the asparagus.

As Josephine ate, she suddenly let out a loud burp. There was still half a stalk left in her hand, so she gave it to Lewis and indicated that she couldn't eat anymore.

The latter gazed at her unblinkingly for a moment. Then, he grabbed the remaining half and started eating it.

Josephine suddenly recalled that Lewis was still injured, so she quickly scooted over to him and felt his back. "Let me look at it," she gestured.

The man didn't say anything, which meant he didn't turn her down.

Josephine quickly got up to her feet and circled around him to check his back.

He was still wearing the shirt from before. A visible slash marred the fabric. Once Josephine parted it with her hands, she could see the wound on his back.

Unfortunately, the glow emitted by the fireflies was too weak, so the young woman couldn't see the wound in its entirety. All she saw was a black line.

She reached out to caress it gently, feeling the area around the wound starting to swell. At the same time, the wound felt a little moist as well.

When Josephine looked down at her fingers and saw the blood staining them, she widened her eyes in shock before rushing to kneel in front of Lewis.

Alarm took over her senses as she hurriedly gestured, "You're bleeding! What should we do?"

Lewis sat on the ground with one of his legs curled casually. He took another bite of the asparagus before replying nonchalantly, "I'll still live."

The young woman hung her head sadly. "I'm sorry."

Her partner shot her a glance. "Don't run away on your own next time."

Josephine nodded obediently, vowing to herself never to run away on her own ever again. If it wasn't for the fact that Lewis had been searching for her the whole time, his wound wouldn't have torn open.

The sight of the man bleeding made Josephine recall the time when he was unconscious. She felt very alone and helpless back then. The thought of having to feel the same way again frightened her.

A while later, the young woman raised her head and started gesturing again. "Let me treat you again."

Lewis paused in his actions.

Josephine gazed at him innocently, her bright and doe-like eyes telling him that she really wanted to help him out.

However, the man thought for a moment before replying, "It's fine."

His partner shook her head stubbornly. With her hands now cupping his cheeks, she gazed into his eyes in a determined fashion.

Lewis' eyes glinted mysteriously, the corners of his mouth now pressed in a firm line. He wanted to say something but didn't do so in the end.

Josephine had no idea what the man was thinking about. All she knew was that his wound was starting to bleed again, so she leaned in without the slightest hesitation and kissed him on the lips.

Lewis froze on the spot, not doing anything to reciprocate the young woman's actions at all.

Josephine didn't care about what he wanted. She immediately flopped onto his lap and started treating him just like he had taught her.

The man supported his weight with one hand lodged firmly on the ground while the other perched on Josephine's waist. However, his expression grew darker.

Then again, he was in a world of pain right now, not to mention he was severely weakened due to the massive blood loss he suffered.

Perhaps this was the true meaning of shooting himself in the foot.

Lewis closed his eyes just so he could recover from the pain. Suddenly, he reached out and pinned Josephine on the ground.

The latter looked surprised, but it soon turned into confusion as she gazed up at him quietly.

Lewis leaned in to kiss her immediately. Now that Josephine got the memo, she quickly went along with the flow and even wrapped her arms around his neck so that she could reciprocate better.

They didn't know when exactly the birds had stopped chirping, making the woods eerily silent. Only the sounds of the stream sloshing down the bank could be heard.

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Light started to pour into the woods.

It was quite chilly at dawn, so Josephine snuggled closer to Lewis subconsciously.

A while later, she was unable to continue sleeping because of how chilly it was.

The first thing she saw after opening her eyes was Lewis' chest. The young woman's gaze slowly trailed upward, soon noticing his familiar face.

Josephine couldn't help but sigh in relief.

However, seeing his pallid complexion made her worry about him again. She wondered if the treatment she administered to him last night was starting to work its magic.

As Josephine summoned her dwindling strength to prop herself up into a sitting position, Lewis stirred from his slumber. He opened his eyes but closed them right away to get used to the brightness.