What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 376

"You may leave." Lewis glanced at the person on the bed who was writhing in pain and added, "Give her some painkillers."

Dr. Halliday took a bottle of painkillers from his bag and handed it to Lewis. "She should take less of this. It works wonders but induces overdependence."

Lewis took the bottle and sat beside Josephine. He helped her sit up and fed her one pill.

She barely had any strength left by then. She lay limply in his arms, her teary eyes focused on him.

Her hair was damp from sweat and messily plastered to her face. She looked so pathetic.

Lewis swept her hair away from her face and said in a low voice, "It's alright now. You'll feel better in minutes."

Josephine's eyes started losing focus when she heard his persuasive voice.

She leaned on him and sniffed his scent; it felt familiar.

He patted her back and caressed her head.

Slowly, the pain subsided. Her eyelids struggled to stay open, but she soon fell asleep in Lewis' arms.

When she was sound asleep, he put her back on the bed, tucked her under the blanket, and left the bedroom.

He instructed Conrad to get the medications Dr. Halliday prescribed. Dr. Halliday gave him a few more, and Conrad casually stuffed them into the drawer of the coffee table. Once Lewis opened the drawer, he was surprised to find a wide array of medicine inside.

His face changed as he stared at the numerous bottles in the drawer. He had never realized when Josephine started to take so many different pills. Lewis took them all out. He could understand the need for every one of them except for one. Why was there a tocolytic drug?

Before he could mull over it, he received a call from Seth. He glanced at the medicine and stuffed it back into the drawer before he went upstairs.

Josephine woke up in the middle of the night. She clambered up from bed and scanned her surroundings. The silence was deafening. Clutching her sleeves nervously, she walked out of the room. There was no one outside too.

Josephine was scared. She descended the stairs and searched the living room, yet no one was there. Without hesitation, she immediately walked toward the front door. She opened it and bolted out, the darkness engulfing her figure in the blink of an eye.

In the study, Lewis had just gone through the work accumulated over these few days. Pinching his brows, he went to the bedroom just to find the door wide open. His eyelid twitching, he entered the room. It was empty. "Mrs. Larson!"

Mrs. Larson came out from another room while rubbing her eyes. She looked like she had just woken up. "What is it, Master Lewis?"

"Where is she?"

Mrs. Larson snapped awake when she heard Lewis' query. She briskly jogged to the bedroom door and looked in. What she saw scared her out of her wits.

Her face paled at a remarkable speed. She stuttered, "I-I was sure the madam was sound asleep before I entered my room."

Lewis' face darkened, and his eyes seemed to burn into Mrs. Larson. "That's why I'm asking. Where is she now?"

"I'll look for her!" She dared not dawdle. She searched all the rooms on the second floor and everywhere downstairs but to no avail.

Meanwhile, Lewis had already drawn his phone to check Josephine's location. She was in a dark place, and the image was shaking violently. He couldn't make out where Josephine was at that moment.

An entirely white ceiling welcomed her. She was about to sit upright, but the pain was so overwhelming she fell back helplessly.

The bedroom was silent, and she was still alone.

This time, Josephine didn't dare to run out again. She could only grab the blanket and pull it over her head to feel safer.

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Today was the day of Daphne's trial.

Lewis wasn't at home. He was at court, attending the hearing. Only Layla insisted on proceeding with the lawsuit after Derek withdrew. From the start, Layla looked listless and weary, as though she knew her chances of winning were slight. As expected, the judge's final verdict was to sentence Daphne to three years of imprisonment.

Daphne was relieved to know the results. It turned out her brother was on her side, after all. He must've done his utmost to achieve this result.

It was an important day today. Many, including Nancy, were there. Nancy looked toward Layla, who was also looking at her. Their gazes met, and Layla didn't even bother to hide her hatred, allowing it to show on her weary face. She would've charged toward Nancy and torn her to pieces if circumstances permitted. Nancy saw her and gave her a provocative smile, irking Layla so much that her knuckles incessantly popped as she cracked them with all her might.

"Lewis, let's go home," said Nancy, withdrawing her gaze.

Everyone was dispersing. Lewis didn't stay any longer. He got up and left the court with Nancy. When they arrived at the parking lot, he seemed to recall something and said to Nancy, "You go back first. I have some matters to attend to."

"What matters?"