Alerted, Quintin looked at the door, where he saw the man he had expected to see. Phineas kicked away the stool that was in the way before retreating behind Lewis.
Josephine's mouth was still stuffed with chips. The sight of Lewis standing by the door reminded her of Quintin's words. Silently, she hid behind Quintin and craned her neck to check on the situation.
Her actions darkened the glint in Lewis' eyes. Marching into the place, he scanned every corner of it until his gaze landed on the heaps of snacks. He simply grabbed one packet of them and took a look at it before tossing it back. "You fed her this junk?"
Quintin was irked by that. "What junk? They're her favorites, so I bought them!"
An expressionless Lewis cast his gaze on Josephine, who was still sneaking a few peaks at him behind Quintin. The moment they met each other's eyes, she quickly shrank herself behind the man.
Quintin watched Lewis as he was on guard. Despite that emotionless visage, Quintin could sense that Lewis was on the verge of losing it. "What brings you here? You said five days. It hasn't been a day, and you're already going back on your word?"
Lewis primped his coat to take a seat opposite Quintin. "It's five days only if there's no emergency, but I guess that promise is broken."
Quintin had already expected this to happen, hence his irritated tone. "What do you mean by an emergency? Right now, is anything different from the time she spent with you? Just because she lost her memories, you gambled that she wouldn't stay with me. That's why you sent her to me. And now you're calling it an emergency because she has lost her memories again? How shameless of you."
There was no sign of nuance in Lewis' expression. He gazed at Quintin calmly. "Since you put it that way, I think I can save the courtesy."
"What are you trying to do?" Quintin's brows furrowed.
Lewis raised his chin, motioning at Phineas. "Take her with us."
Phineas nodded, but Quintin thwarted him before he could go any farther. "Lewis Alvarez! You'd better be a man of your word! Is this how you handle your business too? Besides, you're divorced, and you're the one who ditched her! You have Sierra. The whole world knows that she's your girlfriend. Why can't you just let Josephine go? Don't get greedy!"
Lewis' eyes were fixated on Phineas as if he couldn't hear Quintin. Invisible weight sat upon Phineas' shoulders, prompting him to shove Quintin away so that he could grab Josephine's arm. Quintin fell onto the couch. By the time he looked back, Phineas had secured her to their side.
"Lewis Alvarez, are you trying to let two women down at the same time?" blurted the anxious Quintin.
Lewis' icy gaze landed upon Quintin. "Mr. Quintin, don't think that you know the whole story just because you know an inkling of it."
"So what? If you had stayed faithful to your marriage, would you have ended up with a divorce? Would things have escalated this far?"
"Maybe you have a point, but stop being nosy, Quintin Fowler."
"I joined this boring game because of your father, but I'm putting an end to it now. What can you do about it?" Quintin was exasperated.
The dominant party of this gamble was Lewis. Quintin was too naive to expect Lewis to stay true to his words. The mere thought of his naivety made him want to slap himself so much.
"She doesn't want to go with you. If you take her away by force, you'll only be hurting her. Lewis Alvarez, if you genuinely care for her, stop hurting her again and again."
Lewis glanced at Josephine, who was struggling to free herself from Phineas. She wanted to return to Quintin's side so desperately that her eyes became watery.
Lewis chuckled. "So, you want her to stay for five days so that you can make her choose to stay with you forever? That way, I have to let her stay by your side as promised?"
"Exactly. That's your promise!"
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