Josephine paused in her tracks before turning to look at Conrad.
The latter said, "You must have understood what the doctor said just now, so please look after Chairman Alvarez no matter what. Don't let him get discharged from the hospital."
He felt that no one was as effective as Josephine when it came to convincing Lewis.
That man would only stay in the hospital and recuperate as long as she was the one taking care of him.
Josephine was silent for a moment before nodding in response. It was an indicator that she would take good care of Lewis.
After all, he did get badly hurt because of her. The young woman still vividly remembered the memory of him dying on the cruise ship. She didn't want something like that to happen ever again.
This time, she would take good care of Lewis.
Upon noticing the determination shining in Josephine's eyes, Conrad let out a breath of relief.
Whatever he said paled in comparison to her gaze, after all.
If Lewis refused to listen to reason, his heart would definitely soften upon seeing Josephine's tears. Conrad was very sure of that.
Meanwhile, Josephine arrived at Lewis' ward. He had yet to wake up at that time.
The man's complexion was paler than the time he spent on the island, thanks to the glow from the white fluorescent light. Josephine could barely see any trace of color on his cheeks.
His eyes remained closed, and his long, slender arms lay neatly at his sides. At that moment, he looked even more peaceful than when he was asleep.
Josephine couldn't shake off the memory of that moment on the deck, where Lewis was covered in blood and remained unresponsive no matter how hard she tried to wake him up.
She even dreamed of that scene lately.
The young woman had never encountered such a harrowing experience of life and death before. In that scene, Lewis seemed so distant that if she were to let go of him, she would never see him again.
Josephine sat by the man's bed and held his hand, which didn't have an IV drip hooked to it. She just kept staring at him the entire time.
Even though she hadn't slept for the past 24 hours, she didn't feel sleepy at all.
The young woman reached out to brush away the messy locks plastered on Lewis' forehead.
Suddenly, she heard a series of footsteps echoing from outside the ward.
Surprised, Josephine reflexively turned around to see Sierra.
The latter's gaze was fixed on Lewis for a very long time before she finally turned to look at Josephine.
Josephine's grip tightened around the man's hand unconsciously.
Sierra did drop by several times when Josephine and Conrad were waiting outside the operating room. However, the assistant was able to steer her away with a few words.
The older woman stated, "Come out. I have something to tell you."
Josephine thought for a moment, soon deciding to comply with Sierra's order as she didn't want to disturb Lewis' rest.
The corridor was very silent. The sterile, cold light illuminated the women who stood there, casting a pale glow on their faces.
Sierra sized Josephine up, an inquisitive glint in her eyes.
The latter felt quite uneasy, which resulted in a displeased frown appearing on her face.
A while later, Sierra finally spoke up. "What do you really want, Josephine?"
The young woman didn't understand what Sierra was talking about, so she could only gaze at her in confusion.
Still, the latter chortled in response. "Stop acting innocent! I've finally come to understand that I underestimated you in the past! I never thought that you were this manipulative and cunning! Did you really think you could latch onto Lewis by acting innocent in front of him and gaining his sympathy?"
Josephine was slightly angry after hearing Sierra's condescending remarks. She clenched her fists tightly and shook her head.
The latter retorted, "That's enough! Stop pretending! I've seen through your disguise!"
She approached Josephine with deliberate steps, coming to a halt right in front of her. Her eyes, filled with a chilling mix of malice and cruelty, locked onto Josephine's, piercing through her with an intense gaze.
"You're able to entice and toy with those men with these eyes of yours. How atrocious."
When Sierra spat those remarks out, Josephine felt as though the former wanted to dig her eyes out on the spot, sending chills up her spine.
The more Sierra stared at Josephine, the angrier she became.
It seemed that the mute wasn't satisfied with just Lewis. She went on to seduce Quintin and Seth as well. Now, she even became the catalyst for the conflict between Kiran and Lewis, driving them to confront each other openly.
That woman was truly a jinx.
Josephine Vance was just a mute who didn't know how to speak. Why did she hold so much power over those men?
Meanwhile, Josephine's patience was running thin because she had spent quite a long time listening to Sierra's yapping. She no longer wanted to entertain that crazy woman. All she wanted to do was take care of Lewis.
Hence, the young woman took the opportunity to enter Lewis' ward and closed the door before locking it, all while Sierra was still mocking her.
The latter didn't realize that the damned mute had the gall to ignore her and leave. As a result, Sierra stomped a few times on the spot while feeling very irritated.
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