What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 490

Sierra's eyes widened as she whipped her head in the other direction to avoid eye contact with Josephine. "Why are you here?"

Meanwhile, Josephine approached to sit in front of Sierra's bed. She fixated on the burn mark on the back of the latter's neck. "I happened to pass by, so I came to look.

Sierra stiffened and couldn't care less about how her facial features had hideously twisted. Her eyes snapped at Josephine as she asked, "You can speak now?"

"Yeah."

Sierra gripped her blanket tight, which caused her knuckles to crack slightly. She couldn't believe Josephine's beauty and speech had returned, yet she had fallen into a wretched state. She no longer gave off the air of superiority she used to have toward Josephine.

"Have you come to mock me and show off while you're at it?"

Josephine shook her head. "What is there to show off? I don't think you're anything to laugh at either. You're just pitiful."

It offended Sierra so much that she scoffed. "Pitiful? Why would I need your pity? Who do you think you are? If we're talking about being pitiful, doesn't it apply more to you than me?

"Remember how you used to be an obedient dog to Lewis? How much better can you be compared to my current state?"

Josephine didn't get angry and merely held Sierra's gaze. At that moment, Sierra resembled a frazzled, annoyed cat with a poofy tail and its claws extended.

A sigh left Josephine's lips while she answered, "Indeed, so we're not all that different. You don't need to be this worked up either."

Sierra glowered at the former. Her chest rose and fell, but she gradually reeled in her hostility under Josephine's calm gaze. "Why have you come here?"

"I already told you that I happened to pass by. I didn't know where else to go in the middle of the night. Your door happened to be open, so I came in. You don't need to be so hostile."

Sierra had a dubious frown as she looked at Josephine. She refused to believe the latter was genuinely passing by. Instead, she preferred to think Josephine had intentionally come to mock her.

Still, Josephine continued to speak. "Remember when we first met, and you helped scare away that guy who bullied me? At the time, I thought you were the kindest person. I wanted to be your friend."

Sierra froze in disbelief that Josephine had remembered something from that long ago. Even so, she scoffed. "What's the use in discussing that?"

"Isn't the reason obvious? Did you ever see me as a friend, Sierra?"

"No! I only got close to you because of Lewis!" Sierra snarled. At that point, her lips curled into a deep sneer. "I bet you don't even know I was the one who got those boys to mess with you."

It was Josephine's turn to freeze in shock. She fixated on Sierra's face and suddenly felt like the latter's disfigured and burned appearance accurately reflected Sierra's true nature. With a bitter and sarcastic laugh, Josephine said, "I see."

"Duh. What else did you think happened? Why would anyone want to befriend a mute like you? You don't even know about the hell I put my brain through to learn your stupid sign language!"

Sierra continued to hurl insults at Josephine as she wanted to see the latter sad or upset—anything. She hoped that would make her feel less bitter about her situation.

She continued, "Do you know why Lewis dated me? Remember when he got into that car accident, and you asked me to help? When he awoke while I carried him halfway out of the mountains, he asked me who I was.

"I told him that I found him and brought him out alone. Later on, I visited him every day when he got hospitalized. He eventually said he'd repay my kindness after he got discharged. At the time, he said I could ask him for any favor. Can you guess what I requested?"

Josephine pursed her lips. There was no need to guess when she noticed Sierra's smug grin. "You asked to be his girlfriend."

"Yes. To my surprise, Lewis agreed." Sierra's attention shifted toward a corner of the room as if reminiscing about a time when she and Lewis dated.