What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 419

After watching the video for approximately two minutes, Lewis snatched the phone away and paused it. "You haven't fully recovered and can't play this game."

Josephine was puzzled. "I'm fine now."

"Are you a doctor?"

Josephine shook her head as she crawled toward Lewis. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "I'm bored. Come, let's play."

"No."

"You're annoying!" Josephine glared at him, peeved. She let him go and muttered, "I'll find someone else to play with."

Lewis' eyes changed, and he abruptly pulled her back. Grabbing her chin, he asked, "What did you say?" His grip on her chin was intense, and Josephine's cheeks puffed out like a puffer fish.

Her eyes widened, and Josephine spewed out a word, "Painful."

Lewis challenged frostily, "I dare you to play that game with someone else."

Josephine hit his arm angrily. "Let go of me. It's painful!"

Lewis' eyes bore into her. After several moments, he shut his eyes, exhaled, and released his grip. Then, he tidied up everything on the bed before he left the room.

Josephine glared after him indignantly. This man wasn't as kind as she first thought he was. She would get her father to fire him!

Josephine was now reluctant to interact with Lewis after he confiscated everything and shouted at her. She was still pissed when it was time for dinner and poked at the plate with her cutlery, expressing her anger. Lewis glanced at her and ignored her antics, letting her sulk as much as she wanted.

After dinner, Mrs. Larson took over the duty to bathe Josephine. When she returned to the bedroom in her pajamas, she saw Lewis scrolling his phone on the sofa. She then deliberately stomped her feet as she walked to attract his attention. When he finally looked up, she snorted at him before climbing into bed and wrapping the blanket around her.

Lewis glimpsed at the mound under the blanket and paused. Then, he continued looking at his phone.

His men in Hardington had found the man he was looking for.

His subordinate called, and Lewis went to the window to answer it.

"Mr. Alvarez, his name is Steward Vance. He used to work as Joseph's assistant. Should we take him to you?"

"Yes, keep a sharp eye on him. If anything happens to him on your way back, I'll have your heads."

"Yes, sir …"

Lewis hung up and looked back at the bed. Josephine was peeping out from under the blanket. Their gazes met as he turned his head all of a sudden. Realizing he had found her out, Josephine immediately shrank back under the blanket.

She heard footsteps approaching and blinked, thinking about what he must say for her to forgive him. But then the footsteps grew distant. Josephine poked her head out from the blanket again and saw Lewis leaving the bedroom, shutting the door after him.

Her temper flared. This bodyguard of hers truly was infuriating! She must fire him!

None of her previous bodyguards dared to defy her, but Lewis had always been on her nerves. Besides, he had the audacity not to coax her. Josephine was so upset she didn't sleep the entire night, and that man didn't enter the bedroom even once too.

He was also gone by the time Josephine got out of bed for breakfast. She stirred the food in her bowl with her spoon. Her anger had accumulated over the night and was on the verge of eruption.

Mrs. Larson observed her seething expression and explained, "Madam, Mr. Alvarez has been busy these few days, so he left early."

"Hmph! I don't even want to see him anyway."

Mrs. Larson knew she wasn't saying that from her heart and laughed sheepishly. "Hurry up and eat, Madam. You'll get an ice cream after this."