Conrad was driving. He felt his hands trembling on the steering wheel.
He wished he could be deaf and not hear anything right now.
While driving with one hand, Conrad reached into his pocket for his earphones and phone. He played a calming song.
The sound coming from his earphones gave Conrad an unprecedented sense of security.
Avery and Quintin had already been transferred to a bigger hospital in the city. The location was quite far. Since Conrad drove slowly, the 40-minute journey took an hour and a half.
During this hour and a half, Josephine didn't know how she managed to get through.
Dominated by the man beside her, she felt numb.
She couldn't distinguish whether Lewis was humiliating her or conquering her.
Perhaps, it was a bit of both.
Removing his earphones, Conrad swallowed nervously. Then, he said, "Chairman Alvarez, we've arrived."
With that, he quickly opened the car door and made an excuse to leave. "I'll go buy some gifts first."
Silence filled the car. Disheveled, Josephine huddled in her seat. Her face and neck were all red. It was hard to tell whether she was embarrassed or angry.
On the other hand, the man beside her was perfectly put together. He looked completely different from her.
"I thought you wanted to see Avery. Why are you still here?" Lewis lit a cigarette and then rolled down the window to smoke.
The smell of smoke tickled Josephine's nose. Her throat also began to itch. She covered her mouth and started coughing.
She closed her eyes to calm herself down and sat up. Then, she lowered her head and adjusted her clothes.
Lewis glanced at her. Her messy hair almost covered her entire face.
She pulled up the zipper of her dress. Without sparing Lewis a glance, she pushed open the car door and stepped out.
The moment she exited the car, her legs felt weak. She grabbed onto the door to avoid falling.
She wanted to visit Avery but didn't know which ward she was in.
Lewis finished smoking one whole cigarette in the car before finally getting out.
He walked over to Josephine and suddenly extended his hand. Josephine flinched.
Amused, he laughed. "Am I really that terrifying?"
Josephine's fingers tightened around the car door, her knuckles turning slightly white.
Did he still think of himself as kind and approachable?
Lewis touched her face and tidied her hair. Her hair wasn't as long as before, so it tended to get messy easily.
"Anyone can tell what happened if you go up like this."
Upon hearing his words, Josephine stiffened. She dared not move.
After he finished fixing her hair, he tidied her clothes as well. Throughout the process, he behaved just as he used to.
He did what he used to do as if nothing had ever happened between them.
Josephine stared at his face, and he remained as composed as ever.
Suddenly, Josephine chuckled.
Lewis' movements paused. "What are you laughing at?"
Josephine looked at him and said, "I'm laughing at you for pretending to be dumb. You're no different from the past me."
Since yesterday, he had been playing dumb, deluding himself and pretending he was still the winner.
No matter what she said, he acted as if nothing had happened and he hadn't heard a thing.
Even if he was angry, he didn't show it. It was like showing anger would mean he had lost.
It was as if they wouldn't be able to make up if he gave in.
Yet, in reality, things would never be the same anymore.
What he had said when they got married back then was right.
He told her not to fall in love with him, but how did he end up breaking his words first?
As much as Josephine once yearned for his love, she now felt equally suffocated. She would rather he never had any feelings for her.
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