What Separates Me and You

Chapter 245 So Stupid of Him

Nancy sneered, “What do I want? I want you to marry someone who’s well-matched with you instead of

you wasting your time on women like that mute or Sierra Woods. You’re now the chairman of the

Alvarez Corp. Why are you still messing around with those two women? Can’t you see how

embarrassing this is?”

Pausing for a moment, Nancy added, “Lewis, as long as you get married, I guarantee that the mute will

still be in one piece. But if you were to go against me, don’t you dare think you can see that mute ever

again.”

Hearing that, Lewis laughed. “Is that so?”

Nancy grew angrier when she saw him laughing. “I’ve said all I needed to say. It all depends on what

you do now.”

“Looks like you’re not that worried about Daphne, seeing how you waste so much energy on a mute.

Do you think you’d be able to control me after you caught Josephine?”

Nancy’s face turned sour. “What are you talking about?”

“It means exactly what it is. Since you don’t want to release her, then don’t. You can get rid of her

whenever you want. As for the matter of making me marry someone, it will never happen.”

Lewis expressed his stance mercilessly.

Nancy could sense that he was doing this to her on purpose. He just simply refused to do what she

requested of him-even if she threatened to kill Josephine.

Nancy, who initially thought she had the upper hand, felt like she was on the losing side again. She

thought she almost had Lewis wrapped around her fingers, but his words had pulled the distance

between them further apart.

The feeling of not being able to be in control made her feel dissatisfied, angry, and scared as

well.

Gritting her teeth, Nancy said, “I heard you. Since you don’t care about that mute, I won’t hold myself

back.”

Lewis leaned back casually on the couch. “Do whatever you want.”

Words stuck in Nancy’s mouth suddenly. She couldn’t say anything in response to that.

She found it difficult to believe as she stared intently at Lewis, hoping to see any signs of a lie on his

face. But she was let down.

There was no expression on his face at all.

Lewis lit a cigarette and leaned against the couch, watching Nancy lazily. It was as if he really didn’t

care whether the mute was alive or dead.

The silent treatment between the two lasted for a long while.

After a few minutes, Nancy suppressed her emotions and asked, “Lewis, the reason why you’re not

willing to marry is just to fight me, isn’t it? So, it’s not because of that mute?”

Lewis didn’t say anything. The white smoke lingered around his fingers, then dissipated into the air.

Nancy said with concern, “If you don’t want to marry just because of me, you really shouldn’t feel this

way. I’m your Mom. Would I do anything to hurt you?”

A cold smile appeared on Lewis’ face. “This would apply better to you.”

“You!”

Nancy got impatient. She got up suddenly. “Alright, no matter if you’re fighting me or for the mute, I’m

going to kill her right now!”

After that, she snuck a look at Lewis to see his reaction.

But he was still in the same position, without any slight change of facial expression. The cold smile was

still there. He watched Nancy like he was watching a clown.

Nancy felt defeated. She really couldn’t do anything about him. Her son wasn’t someone who could be

convinced or moved so easily.

She eventually came to the realization that she could no longer manipulate him. With this realization,

Nancy sank back onto the couch once again.

The living room turned quiet. The two didn’t say anything anymore. Even the maids backed out of the

living room understandingly.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Nancy finally gave in. “Okay, since you’re not willing to listen

to me, let’s make a deal. If you can save your sister from a prison sentence, I’ll release the mute.”

Lewis lowered his gaze to stare at a certain spot and contemplated for a while.

Seeing him quiet, Nancy roared, “Can’t you even do something as simple as this?”

Lewis got up in an instant. “It’s impossible to get her out of prison. She would have to stay there for at

least two years. If you can’t accept this, there’s no need for us to discuss anything further.”

Nancy went to stop him when she saw him wanting to leave. “Okay, just think of a way to save her! As

long as it’s not life imprisonment, it’s alright if she’s there for a year or two!”

She contemplated the fact that her daughter was still imprisoned and would have to endure another

two or three years of suffering. The weight of this realization caused tears to well up in her eyes.

Lewis frowned, then turned to leave the living room.

Upon his departure, he retrieved an umbrella from the maid and made his way to the rear of the house.

Nobody knew what was on his mind.

There was a garden at the back of the Alvarez Manor where almost nobody would visit. When Alan

was still alive, he lived here. He loved growing flowers, so there were many flowers. blooming all over

the garden back then.

However, after Alan’s passing, this place was left abandoned. Only the maids would visit to clean it.

The garden, once full of flowers, was now cold and deserted. There was only some grass swaying in

the rain. He walked over the grass and headed to the loft.

Josephine, who was in the basement, heard the sound of rain pelting against an umbrella. She got up

quickly and looked through the gap.

In her limited field of vision, she could only make out a pair of long legs with a windbreaker draped on

each side of the individual. Leather shoes tread upon the muddy ground, their soles bearing traces of

soil stuck underneath.

Her eyes slowly widened.

Josephine couldn’t move her eyes away from the pair of long legs. She felt as if she had stopped

breathing.

But just when she thought he would stop in front of the door, he’d walked straight past it.

She became anxious as she tried to push the wooden plank. But the plank was stuck there by the mud,

and she couldn’t move the plank, not even an inch after she had used up all her might.

Seeing how the man was about to leave her vision, she grabbed the metal bars and shook violently.

The noise coming out of it was weaker than the sound of raindrops.

Josephine banged on the metal door madly until her fingers went numb, but the man never stopped.

It lasted until she couldn’t see any of him anymore.

It was hopeless.

The hope in her eyes gradually disappeared. Why did he not look down even once?

He was just so stupid.

Josephine’s hands fell limply back on her sides. She was still staring through the gap when the

raindrops splattered into her eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks after that.

Hands on each side of the wall, she slid down onto the ground.

She rubbed the part of her tummy where she felt pain. Because of not eating for a day and night, her

stomach was churning too.

Her attempt to gain his attention took up all the remaining strength in her. Sitting with her back against

the wall, she raised her head to look through that gap-hoping he would come

back.

But after a long wait, she never saw the hero in her memories returning for her.

The sky was growing dark, but dim yellowish light was still outside the metal bars.

It was the light emitted from the buried uplights, and it was the only color Josephine could see.

Lewis went up to the loft and pushed the door open. A gush of warm air welcomed him.

The place was cleaned up really well. But because of that, it made the room seem particularly empty.

A lot of things had been moved out of here. The only things left here were chairs and tables.

He pushed open a side door. It was messy inside. All of Alan’s possessions were piled up there.

Lewis pulled open one of the drawers, which contained an old yellowish book.

Flipping through the pages, he found a picture between them. The photo was slightly decolorized. The

spots across the picture seemed to show how old it had been.