What Separates Me and You

What Separates Me and You

Chapter 15 She Knows Everything

Josephine was carrying his baby, but in his eyes, she was still the child who loved. watching cartoons. Lewis seemed to sense something and turned to look at her.

"You don't like it?" He reached out and touched her face, his fingertips wiping the corners of her eyes.

Josephine came back to her senses, managed a smile, and nodded. "I like it," she signed.

She quickly turned back to the TV and touched her cheek, feeling a cold stream of liquid.

Lewis' phone rang every ten minutes.

After two episodes, he decided to pick up the call.

Sierra's voice came from the phone. "Where are you?"

"Home."

His response silenced her. The word "home" sounded so ironic, and it was like a thorn stuck in her heart.

"So, you're at home. Then what about my place? Is it a hotel?" Sierra's voice was a bit choked up. God knew how jealous and angry she felt every time she heard him say. he was at home.

Lewis frowned. "What's wrong with you this time?"

"Didn't you promise me not to go back to see her for a month? How could you break your promise?!" Sierra's voice was already laced with sobs.

The sound of the TV was loud, and Josephine couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but judging from the tone of Lewis' voice, she could tell that he was talking to Sierra.

He sighed silently and said, "Let's talk about it when you feel better." After he finished. speaking, he hung up the call without giving the woman a chance to reply. He put down his phone and continued to watch TV with Josephine.

He was paying a lot of attention. Even if he didn't like it, he would still watch it with her and not do anything else.

Josephine knew that he would only have the patience to do boring things like this. with her when he was in a good mood.

At this moment, he was like a different person. He was so cold to her a moment ago, but now he was back to watching cartoons with her.

He had always been unpredictable.

Although he treated her like a child, she still longed for this fake gentleness every time.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and inhaled the scent of him. It was the scent of his clothes. She would always add floral-scented fabric softener when she did. their laundry. He was wearing the clothes she washed.

Lewis caressed her head and held her naturally in his arms.

Josephine nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and smelling the familiar.

scent.

There was a moment when she really wanted to tell him that she was pregnant and that they would be having a baby.

Would he like the baby?

Josephine closed her eyes, and tears silently fell down. She knew very well that hel wouldn't.

Tears fell on his clothes, wetting his chest.

He lowered his head and asked softly, "Why are you crying again? Is it because of Avery?"

Josephine wiped her tears as she shook her head.

He lifted her chin and kissed her lips. "As long as you listen to me and stop meeting. her, I won't make things difficult for her."

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

He kissed her again, and as he continued to kiss her, she fell back on the sofa. When he tried to touch her under her clothes, she suddenly sobered up and grabbed his hand. He paused, looking at her in confusion.

She gestured with her hand, "I'm on my period."

He stared at her with a dark gaze for a while before asking in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Josephine apologized, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before sitting up.

Noticing that he was unhappy, she gestured to him, "I...I can help you."

He glanced at her dancing fingers.

In this aspect, he had taught Josephine very well.

She knew everything and could do anything.