Chapter 409 Refusing to Sleep Alone
Kiran said, "Robert's will has never been made public. It seems that the lawyer is already on Lewis' side. We can only start with him to obtain the latest will."
"We can try," Seth said, playing with his phone, deep in thought.
Kiran glanced at him and remarked, "I'm afraid you might switch sides suddenly."
Seth chuckled, "Have you delved into the world of political tactics? A double-edged sword can crush adversaries when used well, but when it's not, it can hurt oneself badly." Kiran didn't say anything but agreed with Seth's words. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed him to sit there.
After sending those people away, Nancy approached Lewis and questioned him about the inheritance.
Lewis responded, "The will clearly states everything. If you want to know more, you'll have to ask Father."
"You..." Nancy no longer had the courage to confront Lewis any further.
Lewis had inherited the wealth, and now that Robert was gone, she had no backing or support left. Her entire future relied on her son now.
Suddenly, Nancy seemed to understand why Robert used to fear Lewis.
It didn't feel comfortable to be suppressed by her own son, whom she had painstakingly raised herself. Moreover, she dared not speak against him. Lewis stood up and left.
As he passed the main building, he saw the pile of charred ruins, and his footsteps paused.
Conrad looked at it too. The building had been reduced to a heap of useless debris. It was barely recognizable in its original form.
"Chairman Alvarez, should I get someone to clear away these ruins?"
"Clear it up and rebuild the building exactly as it was before."
Conrad was stunned. He was somewhat confused, but on second thought, this piece of land was not only valuable but also held sentimental value as it had been the home for several generations. It would be a shame to leave it as ruins.
"Alright, I'll arrange for someone to take care of it."
Lewis got into his car and headed straight to the hospital.
He asked Conrad to bring a copy of the divorce agreement. Pushing open the door to the ward, he found Josephine lying on the sofa, watching cartoons with boredom.
"Mr. Alvarez," Mrs. Larson stood up to greet him.
Lewis nodded, indicating that she could leave.
Mrs. Larson quickly packed her things and left the hospital. She had learned from experience that when Lewis told her to go, it meant she should come back the next day. After Mrs. Larson left, Lewis sat down beside Josephine.
Josephine finally noticed him but only gave him a brief glance before resuming her focus on the phone.
Lewis asked, "How are you feeling today?"
"I feel fine," Josephine replied, "Can I get discharged now?"
"No."
Hearing his response, Josephine sighed and continued looking at her phone.
Lewis reached out and patted her head. "But if you're bored, I can take you out to play."
Josephine blinked and looked up at him. "Where are we going?"
"I'll accompany you to anywhere you want to go."
Josephine tilted her head in thought. "I want to go on a roller coaster ride."
"Alright."
Lewis retrieved the divorce agreement from his hand and placed it on the table. "Sign this first, and I'll take you there tomorrow." Josephine glanced at the divorce agreement on the table. She couldn't read all the words and had no idea what it was.
"What's this?"
Lewis pretended to be serious. "It's an application form for you to go out to play. Since you're a patient, you can't go out without the doctor's permission."
"Oh."
He took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to her. "Sign it."
Josephine took the pen, placed her phone in his hand, and then leaned over the table to sign her name at the bottom of the paper.
"All done." Josephine handed the pen back to him.
Lewis took the divorce agreement and glanced at it. Her handwriting was very stiff, almost like a child who had just learned to write. It was all crooked and awkward but still legible. "Good." Lewis praised her with a smile.
Josephine grinned and rested her head on his lap before picking up her phone to watch the cartoons again.
Her arm got tired from holding the phone, so she poked his chest and said, "Hold it for me."
Grabbing the phone, Lewis found a suitable angle and held it up for her to watch.
Josephine noticed the gauze wrapped around his hand and grew curious. "Are you wearing gloves?"
Lewis glanced at the gauze on his hand and casually responded with a hum.
Josephine remained silent and continued to focus on the phone screen. She stared at it intensely, but after a while, she found her position uncomfortable and turned to lie sideways instead. Lewis lowered his head and looked at her cheek, his expression unreadable.
The divorce agreement stayed on the table. The breeze blew through the window and rustled the paper, revealing Josephine's signature.
It wasn't raining outside, and a few stars were visible in the sky, but the weather was still cold.
Josephine lay on his lap, engrossed in her cartoons, but as time passed, her eyelids began to droop.
It seemed like she really enjoyed watching cartoons. As her eyelids were about to close, she would open them again and watch for a few more seconds before slowly closing them again. Lewis rested his arm on the backrest while holding the phone. He found her behavior quite amusing.
He could see her pupils clearly when her eyes were wide open. Coupled with her curled eyelashes, she looked somewhat like a cat.
Eventually, Josephine couldn't resist the drowsiness. She rubbed her eyes, reached out to hug Lewis' waist, and pressed her face against his lower abdomen before drifting into dreamland. Lewis turned off the phone and casually threw it on the couch.
Josephine was sound asleep, but her position could make a man's imagination wild.
Lewis tried to pry open her hand, but as soon as he moved it away, she bounced back and hugged him again. She even rubbed her face against his leg.
Lewis immediately turned pale.
Not long after, Josephine drowsily opened her eyes. She squinted and looked up at the man above her.
Lips pursed, he was staring into her eyes.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Josephine raised her hand to touch her surroundings, "What is this... a phone?"
Lewis grabbed her hand and carried her. "Go to the bed."
Lewis placed her on the bed and tucked her under the blankets. He was about to get up when Josephine grabbed the corner of his shirt.
He lowered his head and saw her staring intensely at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want to sleep alone."
Lewis remained silent for a moment as he looked at her.
She was looking at him with pitiful and pleading eyes. Illuminated by the dim glow of the lamp, they seemed as though they could shed tears at any moment. Lewis caved in and sat beside her. "Alright, I'll stay with you."
Josephine's expression turned from worry to joy.
He sat by her bedside, but he didn't lie down.
Josephine didn't mind and continued hugging his waist before drifting back to sleep.
His waist was robust, just like Josephine's father. It made her feel secure.
Josephine slept soundly through the night and didn't have any nightmares.
She woke up in the same position, hugging Lewis' waist.
Sitting at the bedside, Lewis was still asleep.
Josephine let go of him and slipped out from under the covers to go to the bathroom. Sensing her movements, Lewis woke up immediately.