What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 6

Avery helped Josephine remove her helmet. Both of them were completely drenched, but the coffee in Josephine’s arms was intact. 

“Are these people crazy? Do they not even have a coffee machine in this big company?” Avery ranted as she took the coffee from her hands and smiled. “Hey, you can wait here. I’ll be right back.” 

Josephine nodded lightly and walked to the main entrance to wait. 

The rain grew heavier, and it seemed like winter was coming with the downpour. 

Josephine stared into the rain, her mind wandering. 

On the day Grandpa Alan brought her to Alvarez Manor, it had also been pouring heavily. The nine-year-old Lewis had scrutinized her and asked who she was. 

Grandpa Alan jokingly replied, “I found you a wife. Do you want her?” 

Lewis, who was so young at the time, sneered and said, “I don’t want a monkey as my wife.” 

He was right. She had been really skinny back then, and her hair was very dry. She might have looked worse than the monkeys in the zoo. 

But then he added, “If you don’t eat more, how can you be my wife when you’re so skinny?” 

She knew he was joking, but she took it seriously every time. 

Josephine was lost in thought when a voice brought her back to reality. 

“It’s raining so heavily. I don’t feel like working anymore, so I’m leaving now,” Sierra said as she gracefully walked out of the building in her high heels. When she turned her head, she saw Josephine, soaked to the bone. 

“Josephine?” 

She was on the phone with Lewis, so he also heard that from the other end of the phone. 

Sierra turned to look at the office building, then glanced at Josephine. She hung up the phone. “Are you here to look for Lewis?” 

Josephine waved her hand to indicate that she was not here to see him. 

Sierra raised her eyebrows and walked toward the woman. Her eyes scanned Josephine up and down like miniature X-rays. 

“Lewis said you’re naive, but you don’t seem it at all. Look at you, coming to see him all wet.” She reached out and picked up a strand of wet hair from Josephine’s shoulder. “People will pity you seeing you like this.” 

Josephine stared at the woman whose face was full of pride and arrogance. “But what’s the point of this? To him, you’re just like a pet. You think it’s love when he caresses your head? Don’t even bother.” 

Josephine pursed her lips tightly, and maybe because it was too cold in the rain, her lips turned pale. 

She didn’t need Sierra to say it. Josephine knew it in her heart.