What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 7

“What happened?” Lewis sat down beside Sierra and held her leg to examine her swollen ankle. 

Sierra snorted in anger and turned her head away from him. 

At this moment, a security guard came over and handed something to Lewis, saying, “Mr. Alvarez, this is the surveillance footage.” 

Lewis looked at the screen, and his expression immediately darkened. He had been to where Josephine worked before, so he naturally knew who Avery was as well. 

He threw the tablet onto the table and said to Sierra, “I’ll take you to the hospital.” 

Sierra felt even more enraged when he didn’t clarify his stance. “I’m not going! Let my leg be broken so I don’t have to hear people call me a mistress every time I step out.” 

Lewis furrowed his brows and said, “Don’t make a fuss. Let’s go to the hospital.” 

“I’m not going!” 

Without even bothering to negotiate with Sierra, Lewis picked her up and carried her outside. 

… 

Josephine sat behind Avery as the heavy rain washed over her cheeks. She carefully reached out and put her arms around Avery’s waist. 

Although the rain was cold, Avery’s back was warm. She wanted to thank her, but she couldn’t speak. 

For the past 23 years, apart from Grandpa Alan and Lewis, Avery was the first person to stand up for her. 

Avery was startled. When she looked down at the arms around her waist, she sighed silently. The rain was freezing, but Avery’s back was warm because Josephine was crying. 

Using this heavy rain as a disguise, Josephine finally cried her heart out. Instead of going back to the coffee shop, Avery drove Josephine back to where she lived—Waterfront. 

Waterfront was the name of a villa, the house where Josephine and Lewis lived. 

When they arrived, Avery got off the motorcycle, took off Josephine’s helmet, and smoothed her wet hair. 

“Hurry up and head inside to change your clothes so that you don’t catch a cold. If you get sick, that douchebag won’t care for you.” 

Josephine nodded and gestured for her to wait. 

Then, she quickly ran inside and came back out with an umbrella in her hand. 

She handed it to Avery. 

Avery smiled and took the umbrella. “Okay, I’ll take it. Now hurry up and go inside.” 

But Josephine didn’t move. It seemed like she wanted to watch her leave. 

“Alright, alright,” Avery said. She opened the umbrella and held it over her shoulder, then got on her motorcycle and drove away coolly. 

“I’m leaving!” Her voice sounded in the rain.