What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 401

Sophia forced a smile and replied, "No, I'm an only child in my family."

"An only child?"

"Yes. What makes you bring up this question, Chairman Alvarez?"

"Just curious. After all, you always maintain an air of mystery," Lewis remarked as he swiftly signed the last document and handed it back to Sophia.

She kept smiling and said, "I came from an ordinary family. There's nothing mysterious about me."

Lewis' lips curved into a faint smile. "Alright, you can go back to work now."

Confused, Sophia nodded slightly and glanced at him before hurrying away with the documents.

As she reached the corner of the corridor, she turned back to look at Lewis, only to find that he had already pushed open the door to the ward and entered the room.

Frowning slightly, Sophia stepped into the elevator in deep thought.

Josephine was sitting on the bed inside the ward. With a tablet before her, she seemed bored.

When she heard someone approaching, she looked up toward the door, and her face brightened when she saw who it was. She quickly sat up straight.

Lewis came over and sat down beside her. "How's your day?"

He habitually looked at her fingers, but she had both hands hidden under the blanket. Josephine's clear voice rang in his ear.

"What do you mean, how's my day?"

Lewis paused briefly, then shifted his gaze to her face. "I mean, how are you feeling?"

Josephine let out an "oh" and extended her hands before looking at him aggrievedly. "I don't want to get jabbed anymore. When can I get discharged?"

The backs of her hands were covered in needle marks, a testament to the repeated needle insertions she had undergone recently.

Lewis held her hands and studied them, his fingers lightly tracing the puncture marks. He then said calmly, "You have to ask the doctor."

Thinking about the doctor's words earlier, Josephine pouted in frustration. "The doctor said I have to wait a few more days."

"Then wait a few more days."

Frowning, Josephine continued, "Can I stop getting jabbed?"

"How can you recover without the IV drips?"

Helpless, Josephine leaned back against the bed. Tilting her head, she looked at Lewis resentfully.

Lewis glanced at Mrs. Larson, who had barely rested for the past few days. She looked pale.

He said, "You should go rest now. Come back early tomorrow morning."

Mrs. Larson hesitated briefly. "Are you staying here tonight, Mr. Alvarez?"

"Yes, I'll be here tonight."

"Alright then, I'll come early tomorrow morning." After all, Mrs. Larson needed to rest to take better care of Josephine, so she didn't refuse. She tidied up before leaving the ward.

After her departure, Josephine and Lewis were alone in the room. Josephine stared at Lewis, and he stared back at her.

Josephine blinked and asked, "What have you been doing during the day?"

"I was busy."

"Why is everyone so busy? Nobody is here to keep me company." She puffed her cheeks, feeling a bit unhappy.

"I'm here with you now, aren't I?"

"You're so boring. You're no fun at all."

Lewis frowned slightly. "I'm no fun? Then who is fun? Alex?"

Josephine couldn't catch the underlying meaning in his words. She pouted. "He didn't come to visit me."

Lewis' eyes darkened, and he responded meaningfully. "Perhaps he can't come?"

"Why not?"

Lewis seemed lost in thought momentarily while Josephine was still waiting for his answer. To her surprise, he got up and went to the window to smoke.

Josephine watched his back for a while, then lifted the blanket and got out of bed before walking to his side.

She was about to ask him a question, but when she caught a whiff of smoke from his cigarette, her throat started to itch uncontrollably, and she immediately began to cough.

Stunned, Lewis cast her a sideways glance.

Seeing her covering her mouth and coughing uncontrollably, he immediately threw the cigarette out the window.