What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 383

Damian carefully answered the phone as he plastered on a smile, "Mr. Berg, how can I help you?"

Conrad replied, "I'm just wondering whether your son has signed the divorce agreement, and is it convenient for me to send someone to get it from you now?"

Damian didn't look too well. He hemmed and hawed, not knowing how to answer Conrad.

His silence irked Conrad, who scowled and said with displease, "Mr. Fowler, you promised me. Are you going back on your words?"

Damian immediately left the bedroom, replying ingratiatingly on his phone, "Rest assured, Mr. Berg. I would definitely do as I promised. I've come across a minor issue, you see. Give me a bit more time, and I guarantee I'll pass you the divorce papers personally."

Conrad said, "It's been almost a week. Are you facing some sort of trouble, Mr. Fowler? Or do you, as a father, have no say on something trivial like this?"

"Of course not. I do have a say. As I said, something unexpected came up. I won't ever renege on my promise. You should know my style, Mr. Berg. That's my way in business, more so when it comes to something so insignificant."

"Alright then. I'll give you another day, after which I want to see the divorce agreement signed."

"Yes, sure, sure."

Conrad hung up, and doubts began to creep into his mind. It appeared that things were not progressing as smoothly as he had initially presumed. Seeing how Damian had failed to talk Quintin into signing the papers after so long, Conrad doubted whether Damian would succeed even with the extra time given. Anyhow, Conrad would also be in trouble if Damian botched his task. Conrad's head throbbed at the thought of that.

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Lewis left the restaurant with Josephine after she finished eating and drove toward Alvarez Manor.

Nancy was having a headache because Baron had been crying non-stop these few days. "Lewis, you're finally back." Upon seeing Lewis, Nancy handed Baron to the nanny and walked toward him.

Lewis glanced at the baby cradled in the nanny's arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nancy replied, "I'm not sure either. He's been crying continuously recently. We've been to the doctors and hospitals, but no one knows why. We've kept him warm, fed, and dry. So why is he crying again?"

Lewis led Josephine to the sofa. After another glance at the baby, whose eyes were puffy because of all the crying, he asked, "Didn't Seth come home to check on him?"

Nancy's face darkened at the mention of Seth. "Him? I would've forgotten all about him if you'd never brought him up. Look at how he's playing his role as a father. He's not been back for several months as though this child isn't his!"

Lewis didn't reply and took the baby from the nanny instead. Unexpectedly, Baron cried even more hysterically when Lewis held him.

Josephine watched Baron curiously—what a tiny little thing. He looked especially pitiful when he cried. She couldn't help but reach out and prod his cheeks.

Baron raised his arms and waved them about. With his eyes closed, he caught Josephine's finger with unerring precision. His hand was soft and small. Josephine's heart melted at his action, and she looked at him affectionately.

"Do you want to hold him?" Lewis cast a glance at her.

Josephine was nervous. She looked at Lewis with anticipation and hesitation—she wasn't confident about doing so.

Lewis promptly placed Baron in her arms, and she held him, disconcerted. Standing stiffly, she dared not move an inch. The child was so petite she was afraid she would hurt the child at her slightest movement.

Nancy watched her coldly, a look of contempt flashing across her face when she saw Josephine's clumsiness, but she held in her temper because of Lewis. Besides, Baron's cries had slowly died down when he was in Josephine's arms, and that shut Nancy up just when she was about to stop Josephine.

She asked the nanny to lead Josephine out, along with Baron, obviously having something to say to Lewis.