What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 418

Josephine slowly opened her eyes and saw Lewis sleeping beside her, still in the same clothes. "How unhygienic!" she thought, "He didn't even change." Josephine pushed him, and his eyes flew open almost immediately. He stared at Josephine for several seconds.

"What's wrong?" His voice was raspy from sleep, somewhat seductive to the ears when paired with his sonorous voice.

Josephine didn't know any better, but her ears were tingling. Touching her ears, she said, "I'm hungry."

Lewis sat upright in bed, picked up the phone, and called the extension number, asking Mrs. Larson to send food to the bedroom. Soon, Mrs. Larson came with a bowl of oatmeal and pastries.

Josephine clambered up from bed, looked at her hands, and showed them to Lewis. "Wash hands."

Lewis pondered for several seconds before getting out of bed and carrying her to the bathroom to wash up. She solemnly scrubbed her hands, as serious as a student listening earnestly in class. Lewis stood behind her, staring at her reflection with mixed emotions.

After washing her hands, she rinsed her mouth before returning to her meal in the bedroom. She didn't spare the oatmeal a glance; she promptly grabbed a pastry and started eating, aiming for those with delicate appearances.

Lewis was in a black shirt with the two topmost buttons unbuttoned. He sat before her as he watched her eat. She only had eyes for food and animation now, nothing else. Even when she looked at him, her eyes were as innocent as a deer's. To her, he was a stranger—or perhaps just another acquaintance. She felt nothing else for him.

Josephine looked at him halfway through her meal and thought he wanted to have some as he kept staring at her. After giving it some thought, she held out the pastry to him. "Do you want some?"

Lewis glanced at it and shook his head. "No, I don't."

"Go on, take it! This is your reward!" said Josephine, displaying her generosity as he would be her subordinate hereafter. She must treat him well, naturally.

Lewis peered at her, taking in her ingenuous eyes and hand that stubbornly remained stretched before him. He reached out with his slender hand and took the tart she offered, giving it a bite under her keen stare.

"Is it nice?"

Lewis pressed his lips together as he swallowed the oversweet pastry with difficulty. Then, he nodded. "It is."

Josephine grinned at him and continued with the rest.

Lewis held the remaining half of the pastry, shooting glance after glance at it before sneaking it into the trash can beneath the table where Josephine couldn't see.

Josephine finished even the oatmeal and felt satiated. Burping, she placed her bowl down. "I'm done eating."

Lewis hummed in acknowledgment and took her to the bathroom for a bath. Josephine sat on the stool in the bathroom, enjoying his service. He helped her wash her hair and body. He was familiar with the steps, and Josephine was ever the more pleased with her bodyguard cum nanny. It would've been better if his fingers weren't calloused.

Lewis took a towel and started drying her hair as Josephine looked up at him, noticing that he looked vexed.

Josephine thought about it and reached out to grab the towel from him. "I'll do it myself."

Lewis lowered his eyes, hesitating for several seconds before letting go.