What Separates Me and You
Chapter 432 He Is Bullying Me

Josephine was utterly terrified. Her gaze shifted until she was looking at Lewis's fingertip.

He was pressing her lips so hard that it caused her pain.

Tears trickled down her cheeks. Yet, she dared not let the whimper escape her mouth because no one was on her side.

He caressed her cheek as he regained his usual tone and complexion. "Take your wet clothes off."

She lowered her head and obediently removed her clothes. Despite her slow movements, he remained patient. Lewis silently watched her. Josephine sneezed. She likely caught a cold from the rain. She raised her head to observe Lewis. But Lewis remained unresponsive.

She cast her top away before taking her pants off. Josephine stood before Lewis and murmured, "Done."

Her nasally voice and the faint volume both suggested her grievances.

Lewis held the shower without showing any emotions. He adjusted the water temperature and helped her with her bath.

She behaved. She did not utter a single word until the end.

After showering, she lay in bed. Her body felt warm, and her mind felt groggy.

Lewis' hand felt cold against her forehead. She could vaguely hear him sigh.

Dr. Halliday rushed to the manor to check on Josephine's condition. After taking her temperature, he declared, "Mr. Alvarez, Mrs. Alvarez has caught a cold."

Lewis was sitting on a nearby couch. He kneaded his temple with closed eyes.

When the doctor finished, Lewis directed his gaze at him and asked, "Anything else?"

Dr. Halliday thought for a moment. "Nothing for now. But she's weak. Even a simple ailment like a cold can be harmful to her. It's best to ensure she's in the best possible health."

Lewis glanced at the sleeping Josephine and gestured for the doctor to leave.

"Please call for me after the IV drip finishes. I'll be downstairs." Dr. Halliday placed a medical kit in a corner and left the room.

Josephine wasn't sleeping. It was just that dizziness got the best of her sensations. Her head ached. She also felt dizzy. She didn't feel good.

She could vaguely make out a person at the bedside, so she tried to take a closer look. However, the more she tried to focus, the dizzier she felt. She struggled to prop herself up. Unfortunately, her lack of strength made her flop on the bed again.

She gazed at that person. Josephine slowly reached out for him and clutched his sleeve.

Lewis observed her feverish condition as he noticed her flushed cheeks and pale lips. Her eyes were filled with tears. Josephine seemed as delicate as a fragile porcelain doll.

She looked pretty despite being sick.

Lewis held her hand. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Dad," muttered Josephine. She tightly gripped his sleeve. It was as though she was afraid that he would disappear into thin air.

For a moment, he was taken aback.

Josephine hugged him at his waist. Her voice was hoarse as she continued to cry.

Josephine thought that Lewis was her father. She grumbled, "A bad guy is bullying me. I wanna go home."

She snuggled against his leg and felt the coolness of the fabric. It helped to relieve the heat on her cheeks. "Don't abandon me

He tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear. She inhaled his scent and felt safe.

Josephine repetitively called out, "Dad." She seemed happy.

She continued to hug Lewis' waist. She kept whining. She expected her father to comfort her. Yet, no matter how she acted, she received no response whatsoever.

She continued acting that way for a while before drifting into dreamland.

Lewis peeled off her fingers and covered her with a blanket when she finally fell asleep. He left the room after that.

Dr. Halliday then entered the room to change the IV drip.

Josephine's temperature had subsided a little the next morning, so Dr. Halliday gave her a tablet.

After that, Dr. Halliday headed downstairs. He scanned the area and finally saw Mrs. Larson. "Where's Mr. Alvarez?"

Mrs. Larson was clearing the dining table. She answered Dr. Halliday's question without looking at him. "He went out first thing in the morning. He has been rather busy lately."

"I see," he responded and returned to the living room.

Josephine slept through the day, and Lewis did not return home.

Dr. Halliday didn't know what Lewis was preoccupied with. Nheless, he couldn't help but wonder why Lewis showed no signs of change. Josephine was sick, yet he seemed unconcerned.

"Does he not care about Josephine at all?" he wondered.

Avery did not stop by the place either. The house used to be lively, but the atmosphere died down a little today.

The latest reports concerning Mr. Acre's issue were far from optimistic.

Nancy got news about a second lawyer who had witnessed Robert drafting his will, apart from Mr. Acre. She went through a lot just to find that lawyer. She sat across from a middle-aged man in the manor. She handed a document to him. "Mr. Waverly, take a look at this. Do you recall anything?"

Milo Waverly examined the document. "Yes, this is indeed Mr. Robert's will. Oberon and I were present when he wrote it."

"He really wrote it himself?" Nancy couldn't help but feel disappointed upon hearing that. She didn't expect Robert to have a soft spot for Lewis. After reading through the entire document, Milo frowned. "There's another will that Mr. Robert wrote, but it hasn't been validated yet. I'm unsure if that document was revoked, but Oberon and I did read its contents before. Unfortunately, we're not sure where it is."

Nancy contemplated briefly before asking, "Really? When did he change it?"

Milo pondered for a second. "One or two years ago? I can't quite recall exactly when."

"Should I locate that will, are we considering using it in place of this one?" she inquired.

Milo's brows furrowed. "I cannot provide a definitive answer. According to the law, both wills could potentially be valid. If either of them holds validity, then we are obligated to adhere to that specific will."

Milo added, "When the wills conflict with each other's interests, we should prioritize the most recent one. So, both wills are valid. It depends on how you want to weigh their importance."

Nancy was in a tough situation because she hadn't seen the other will before. Still, based on Robert and Lewis's relationship, she guessed that the other will wouldn't give many assets to Lewis.

She was confused why Robert didn't change the will right away. Did he forget or was he hesitating?

While she was deeply thinking, they had visitors.

The butler approached Nancy. "Mrs. Alvarez, President Kiran is here."

She paused for a moment, then looked back. Kiran was striding into the house with two companions.

She was annoyed by the idea that he was Robert's illegitimate son and wasn't in the mood to greet him.

"Hello, Mrs. Alvarez. I'm sorry for the unexpected visit," Kiran greeted her politely.

Nancy stared at him coldly.

Kiran was dressed in a grey suit and had golden-rimmed glasses, looking quite gentlemanly.

Needless to say, Robert had high standards. All of his children were good-looking. Nancy could see Robert in Kiran's face.

"What brings you here?" Nancy asked.

Kiran looked at Milo indifferently and said, "I'm here for Mr. Waverly. I've heard about him before but never had the opportunity to meet him. I heard that you invited him over, so that's why I'm here. I'd like to make friends with him."