What Separates Me and You
Chapter 429 I'm Not Alex

Mrs. Larson almost fell off the couch in shock. She rushed over and grabbed Josephine by the arm.

"Madam, where are you going at this hour?"

Josephine turned around and touched her belly. "I'm hungry."

Mrs. Larson pulled her back into the villa. "Gosh, come back inside. I left some food for you. If you're hungry, just let me know. Why would you think of going out?"

"Where's Lewis?"

"Mr. Alvarez ..." Mrs. Larson looked unsure. She didn't know where her employer was, but she kept up with the news online. She guessed that Lewis might be at the police station.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Josephine that. Instead, she explained, "He's busy at work but will be home soon. Let's eat."

Josephine was dragged into the dining hall and ate her dinner. It wasn't clear if they were having dinner or an early breakfast, as it was 4 am. When Josephine was done, she drank the herbal concoction prepared for her. She wasn't a fan of it, though.

Josephine had no one to complain to because Lewis wasn't at home. So, she wiped away her tears and sucked on a lollipop on the couch.

Mrs. Larson tried to pacify her with a lollipop instead of ice cream because it was too late at night.

Mrs. Larson wanted to put on an animation for Josephine. The news channel was discussing Mr. Acre when she turned it on.

The host skillfully brought up the topic. He didn't reveal the names of the individuals or companies involved in the case. He merely hinted that Mr. Acre was linked to the will of a significant person from a company. He simply said the matter was currently under investigation.

However, most people knew who the individual in question was.

Lewis Alvarez made himself a lot of enemies, much like the Green family. When he was in trouble, everyone reveled in his misfortune and threw rocks at him.

Josephine asked Mrs. Larson to change the channel because she didn't want to watch the news. Mrs. Larson quickly put on Looney Tunes before cleaning up the dining table.

Seth dropped by around dawn. He strode into the villa and sat beside Josephine, who was fast asleep. He quietly watched Looney Tunes with interest.

Mrs. Larson jumped when she found him on the couch. She went up and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Fairchild, what brings you here?"

"Shh." He gestured for her to stay quiet and not wake Josephine up.

Mrs. Larson responded, "She doesn't wake easily."

Josephine had slept like a log when Mrs. Larson told her dinner was ready. Josephine must be even more exhausted now.

Seth looked at the young lady dressed in pajamas and a nightcap. She was curled up in the corner of the couch like a poor puppy in a cage.

Mrs. Larson worked on driving Seth out. "Mr. Fairchild, Mr. Alvarez doesn't want you visiting Josephine."

Seth chuckled. "Why are you still loyal to him when he can't even save himself? You might not be paid this month, you know."

She was taken aback and questioned with concern, "I-Is he going to be okay?"

"God knows." Unbothered, Seth toyed with Josephine's nightcap.

Mrs. Larson felt lost, but at least she didn't kick Seth out anymore.

Seth added, "I think it's more complicated than it seems."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll know when the time comes," he answered with a smile.

Seth's past defeat in Lewis' hands told him that Lewis wouldn't simply sit back and take it. Perhaps, Lewis was quietly playing the long game.

Seth stayed out of the case because Steward Vance was in Lewis' hands. Besides, it wouldn't be fun to see Lewis losing to Kiran.

Meanwhile, Sophia King rushed to Hardington after the situation arose. She wanted to help. However, it was uncertain if Lewis would appreciate her efforts.

Mrs. Larson shot a few hesitant looks at Seth. Finally, she decided to get back to work.

It was too early for her to throw up her hands and stop working when things were inconclusive.

What if Lewis emerged unscathed?

Seth smiled at Josephine. Her baby hair covered half of her face. However, his mind was elsewhere.

Josephine had a long dream.

In the dream, she saw Alex. Alex was always with her side since she could remember. He was a good-looking boy with a gentle smile. Despite being the same age as her other brothers, Alex acted maturely. He was her favorite among them. Whenever she faced trouble, she'd seek refuge behind him because he promised to keep her safe.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember much of his face. He remained a fuzzy memory, even though he was vivid in her dream. Her dream was all rainbows and sunshine.

In her dream, she felt the breeze caressing her face. She observed his eyes twinkling beneath the moonlight. He brought her delicious food. He shielded her from Seth's wrath. He tied her braids and pushed her on the swing.

She approached the teenage boy. But he turned out to be an apparition. He looked at her with a doting smile. Loneliness spread through her heart, and she fell off the swing from the shock.

Josephine's eyes shot open, and she stared at the ceiling. She gasped and panted as she grappled with the loneliness in her heart.

"You're awake."

Josephine looked blank as she gazed at the man who had just spoken. Seth's smiling eyes overlapped with her memories of Alex. "Alex," she mumbled, and Seth immediately froze. He questioned, "What did you call me?"

A barrage of tears streamed down her face. Josephine stared intently at Seth. Then, she plunged into his arms. "Alex, I miss you a lot."

Seth couldn't bring himself to smile upon hearing the muffled sobs. His body stiffened as she cried in his embrace.

Josephine snuggled against him and refused to let go. It had been a while since she saw him. She worried he'd disappear, just like he did in her dreams.

A mortified Mrs. Larson stood frozen for a moment before going up to separate the two.

"Mr. Fairchild, she needs to take the herbal concoction now."

Fifteen hours had passed since Josephine fell asleep early in the morning. After a long silence, Seth gently pushed Josephine away. He reminded her, "It's time to take the herbal concoction."

She stared keenly at him until she realized he looked different. She touched her cheeks. "Alex, you are all grown up."

Seth pushed her hand away and corrected her flatly, "You got the wrong person. I'm not Alex."

She shook her head with a determined look. "But you are." Something occurred to her, and she hugged him once more. "Alex, did I do something to upset you?"

Mrs. Larson was at her wits' end. Suddenly, she noticed Lewis standing by the door. He seemed hostile in his black windbreaker that almost merged into the night.

Mrs. Larson trembled and dropped the porcelain mug in her hand. It shattered into pieces, and water spilled across the floor.