What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 521

Lewis smirked, but his teeth clenched behind his lips. "I'll live for a long time, Josephine. Likewise, I'll ensure that you live just as long. Don't forget.

"My condition before agreeing to your promise was you must follow through with your treatments. Otherwise, your little scheme will fail."

Josephine's eyelids weakly fell shut as she sighed. "Whatever."

"Get some rest." Lewis placed the blanket over her and tucked her in before leaving the bedroom.

Only after entering the study did his suppressed emotions blow up. He shoved everything off his desk and threw things against the floor. By then, a thunderous storm had shrouded his features.

Josephine couldn't hear anything from upstairs. Yet, everyone downstairs could and quivered in fear.

Not long after, Lewis phoned Yannis to come over.

Yannis' features warbled anxiously at Mrs. Larson, who returned his stares with a look that said, "Poor you. You're on your own."

With every trembling step, Yannis arrived to knock on the study door. As he stepped toward the couch, it felt like he were a criminal approaching the stand for his trial.

"I-Is there anything you need, M-Mr. Alvarez?"

Lewis tugged at the collar of his shirt but accidentally ripped out one of the buttons because he had used too much strength. It revealed the gauze bandage on his chest, which had a pool of blood seeping from beneath it.

"Change my bandages," he ordered.

That caught Yannis off guard, so he took some time to process it. He couldn't believe Lewis had finally come around after throwing a tantrum.

While Yannis was in a daze, Lewis shot him a murderous stare that scared the bejesus out of him.

"I-I'll get my kit right away!" He sprinted out the door and returned with his medical kit in less than two minutes.

Lewis slumped on the couch with his legs wide apart while Yannis removed his bandage. As expected, his wound had torn open, causing fresh blood to pour out. Near this gunshot wound was another scar on his chest from his previous surgery that hadn't vanished yet. There was also a scar on his back, likely from when Kiran stabbed him.

Yannis spoke with the utmost caution. "Mr. Alvarez, you'll need new stitches, but I-I didn't bring any numbing cream."

"I don't need it."

Yannis wiped the sweat off his forehead, sanitized his equipment, and put on some gloves to begin sewing up Lewis' open wound.

He distracted Lewis by saying, "Mr. Alvarez, your injury hasn't healed, so please don't overexert yourself. Likewise, try to keep your emotions stable. Otherwise, it will affect the time it takes for you to heal."

Even though Lewis seemed active, only Yannis knew how severe his wounds were. His life wasn't in danger. Still, Lewis didn't want to underestimate the seriousness of a gunshot wound, especially since he bled so much.

It wasn't an exaggeration to assume Lewis couldn't even beat Yannis in a fight right now. In fact, Yannis believed he could defeat Lewis with a mere punch. Of course, those were merely Yannis' thoughts. He wouldn't dare try it in real life.

"How's Josephine doing?" Lewis ignored the former's advice.

Yannis' hand trembled, which caused him to accidentally stab Lewis' wound. All at once, he fell silent and looked up, only to meet Lewis' stern gaze.

With a gulp, he quickly lowered his head to focus on stitching up the wound. "Things with Mrs. Alvarez aren't looking positive. Why don't you send her to the hospital since her health is declining?"

"Didn't you say she has a mental illness? What's the use of sending her to a hospital?"

Yannis quivered again. Fortunately, he gripped the needle hard and prevented himself from stabbing the former. He even pretended to appear calm. "Other doctors may know ways to improve her depression."

Lewis' piercing gaze fixed on Yannis. He studied the latter as if discerning whether the latter was lying. "Yannis Halliday, think about how I'll end you if I find out you're lying to me."

It took all of Yannis' concentration to keep his body from trembling.