What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 346

Turning the doorknob, Quintin opened the door. Almost immediately, his face changed, and he tried to slam the door close.

However, he couldn't. The person outside grabbed the door, and no matter how hard Quintin tried, he couldn't shut it. "Let go!" Quintin glared at Phineas, who didn't do as he said. Instead, he exerted more force and pushed the door open.

Quintin staggered backward, and to prevent himself from getting smashed against the wall, he could only release his hold on the door.

Phineas swung the door wide open and retreated behind Lewis.

The composed Lewis in a black trench coat stood at the door, his impassive gaze falling on Quintin.

Quintin rubbed his wrists and said with displease, "What are you doing here? Aren't you worried I'll sue you for barging into my house without permission?"

Lewis ignored him, striding past Quintin and heading for Josephine.

Seeing that, Quintin grabbed Lewis' arm. "Lewis Alvarez!"

Lewis halted. He tilted his head to glance at Quintin, a look of realization crossing his face. "Oh, right. Phineas, let him sign the agreement."

Phineas nodded. Then, he grabbed Quintin by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

Quintin's head banged against the wall, and he lost his vision momentarily. Furious, he glared at Phineas. "Don't y'all dare cross the line!"

But Lewis ignored him and continued toward Josephine.

She was glad to see him and immediately threw herself into his arms.

Upon seeing that, Quintin slowly ceased struggling. He was dumbfounded as he watched them.

Lewis caressed Josephine's head, which was still damp.

Phineas shoved Quintin to the coffee table when he was in a trance, where two copies of a divorce agreement were laid. "Mr. Quintin, please sign these."

He pressed Quintin against the table, making him stare at the agreements. A while later, he chuckled. "Why should I follow your instructions?"

Phineas replied, "You may save yourself some trouble if you just sign them."

"I certainly won't! What can you do about that? I dare you to cut off my fingers instead."

Phineas frowned and glanced at Lewis.

Lewis shot Quintin a glance and lowered his eyes to look at Josephine, who was in his arms.

She looked tense as she clutched his sleeve. Seeing Quintin being held down against the table worried her. She had no idea why Lewis treated Quintin this way. Tugging Lewis' sleeve, she signed, "He didn't hurt me."

Ruffling her hair, Lewis smiled and said, "Don't worry. We're just fooling around with him. Let's go home. We have no more business here."

Holding Josephine's hand, he was about to lead her out when Quintin suddenly asked, "Lewis, what did you do to her? Why can't she remember anyone else?"

Lewis cast him a glance. "Mr. Quintin, this is none of your concern. Your only concern now is signing those agreements. I reckon you wouldn't want any of your friends or buddies getting hurt because of you again, would you?"

Quintin's face changed.

After a moment of silence, he retorted, "Is threatening me the only action you're capable of? Oh, I know. You must've caused Josephine's memory loss because you were afraid to see the despise in her eyes, huh? You're despicable, Lewis. Josephine, don't trust that guy. He's a bastard, and he's evil to the core. Don't let him fool you—"

Before he could finish, Phineas covered his mouth with his hand. "Shut up!"

Josephine heard Quintin. She halted in her tracks, her eyes full of confusion as she looked at Lewis.

The man was brooding with a murderous glint in his eyes as he stared at Quintin.

That gave Josephine a shock, and she subconsciously clenched her fingers tighter.