What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 333

Josephine shook her head. She didn't want a present.

"What is your New Year's resolution, then?"

She thought about it for a while before signing, "I want you to get better."

Lewis was slightly taken aback, the intensity of his gaze deepening. "What else?"

"And to be with you forever."

Lewis chuckled. The younger she got, the harder it was for her to hide her real thoughts. Her inclination to blurt out whatever she had in mind now amused him.

Josephine couldn't understand the meaning behind his smile, but as he ceased to explain, she could only purse her lips and accompany him as he received his IV treatment.

She had no phone, but being by his side was hardly mundane.

Lewis switched on the TV, and she leaned against the headboard as they watched the New Year's gala on screen.

The crackling fireworks outside were almost hypnotic by now, their incessant rhythm and the chatter on the television gradually lulling her to sleep.

Lewis switched off the lights, leaving only the white glow of the television and its muffled sound filling the room's emptiness.

If he tilted his head at just the right angle, he could see her face through the dim lighting surrounding them both, her head resting on his shoulder as she slept soundly. The weight of her face was light on him—perhaps a result of her mindfulness of his injuries. Strands of hair fell on her cheeks as well, and he tucked them back behind her ear gently.

The next day, Gerald and Conrad came by to see the two.

Gerald carried a large fruit basket adorned in red, complete with his equally vibrant outfit and a radiant smile on his face. "Happy New Year, Chairman Alvarez."

Conrad placed the breakfast he had brought on the table as well. "I just asked the doctor about your recovery, Chairman Alvarez, and he said you're recovering well. You can return home after a few more days of observation in the hospital."

Lewis glanced at him briefly. "What about Seth?"

Conrad, too, was startled by his sudden question. It seemed that Seth was nowhere to be found since they'd returned from the island.

"I don't know. Maybe he went back to Elysium?" he replied.

Lewis frowned, a thoughtful expression crossing his face, though none of them could tell what was going on in his mind.

Conrad pulled out his phone. "Let me get in touch with him." As he spoke, he dialed Seth's number and waited for the call to connect.

"He's not picking up," he reported shortly after.

Lewis nodded, dismissing him.

Conrad gestured to Gerald before turning to leave the ward with the latter.

It was New Year's Day, and the streets were abuzz with life. Parades swathed the streets in vivid colors, but none of it was visible from the hospital room. Josephine leaned against the window curiously, peering downward. Despite not being able to see anything, she could hear the sound of drums and a band not that far away from them.

Having just finished his IV infusion, Lewis pulled the needle tip out and changed into a fresh set of clothes.

He walked over to her side, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace. "What's there to see here? Come, let's go outside."

Josephine lifted her gaze and shook her head frantically.

Lewis sighed. "Didn't you hear what Conrad said just now? He said I could be discharged."

A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes, but she did not question it any further. It really seemed that Conrad had said something similar, but she hadn't been paying that much attention.

Lewis did not waste any more time reasoning with her. He laced his fingers through hers and pulled her out of the room.

As the two snuck out of the hospital, they managed to call a cab to Elysium's busiest area—Ecstasia.

The crowd was thick, packed to the point where any form of movement was simply impossible. It had been too long since Josephine had last been amid a crowd so raucous, so she gripped Lewis' hand tightly, afraid that they would be separated from each other.

Contrary to his usual attire, Lewis was dressed in a loose black hoodie today, similar to the outfits worn by many other guys they'd passed on their way. Yet, his attractiveness still stood out despite the volume of the crowd.

Josephine fixed her gaze on his tall, slender figure as she followed him through the jam-packed queues, a smile gracing her lips.