What Separates Me and You

Chapter 85

Chapter 85 What Dignity?

Seth was a little taken aback but soon resumed smiling. “Is that so? I’ll recheck it once more.” He picked up the documents before saying, “I’ll let you have a look once I’ve made the changes.”

Lewis didn’t reply, so Seth considered he had agreed.

When Seth left, Lewis undid his tie and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. He sat in the meeting room in silence without any expression, looking into the distance until Sophia entered.

“President Alvarez, I couldn’t reach you yesterday, so I went to meet with the client. Everything is settled. This is the agreement. Here, take a look at it.”

Lewis accepted the agreement from her and distractedly flipped through it. “Hmm, go ahead with it.”

“Alright.” Sophia took back the document. She could not help but look at him for a while and hesitantly said, “President Alvarez, is something on your mind?”

Lewis looked at her. “Is it that obvious?”

Sophia smiled. “It is quite obvious. You only flipped through two pages of the agreement. You didn’t look at it in detail.”

Lewis said nothing. After a while, he got up and left the meeting room.

When Josephine came around, she was still on the floor. After a night of calming down, her body hurt everywhere.

The floor was so cold that she had lost sense of the side of her face pressed against it. She scanned her surroundings and realized she was still in the room the day before, her hands still

tied up.

The only difference was that a bowl with food that had turned cold was in front of her.

She pursed her lips. Even if the food had turned cold, she could still smell the aroma, provoking her senses. She started to salivate, but if she were to eat in her current position, she was no different than a dog.

She grabbed the arm of the chair and looked at the bowl of food intensely. Her lips quivered. A few seconds later, she closed her eyes and looked away. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Perhaps her will to live was not that strong, so her hunger was less unbearable.

Right at that moment, the door suddenly swung open. Josephine jerked and looked over. Seth was still in his dark red tuxedo. He walked over to Josephine, bent down, and looked at her. His

curly hair cast a light shadow against his face, making him seem rather gentle.

Seth looked at the bowl of food. He could not help but chuckle. “You sure have guts.” It didn’t. sound like praise. Sure enough, the next second, he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up.

She still had the chair against her back. Her hair could barely support her weight and the chair that many strands of her hair must have been torn out. She was in so much pain she paled, and veins popped out on her face, distorting her facial features.

“If you are so gutsy, why are you still staying with Lewis being his pathetic bitch?” Seth seemed like he was muttering to himself, yet also to her.

He picked up the bowl and placed it next to Josephine’s face. His voice turned gentle, “Eat up. You’ll starve to death if you don’t. Hmm, or perhaps you thought of dying?”

He chuckled and said, “You can’t die.”

The gentler his laughter was, the more extreme his actions were. He smashed Josephine’s face into the bowl.

Josephine’s mouth and nose were blocked by the food. Her lungs constricted due to the lack of air, and she unknowingly inhaled food into her nose, making her cough violently.

Seth pressed her head firmly into the bowl. Her cough made the food spill out onto his hand and the floor.

She struggled hard, but she was tied up, and on top of that, she had been starving for a long time, so she didn’t have the strength. She was gradually losing consciousness due to the lack of oxygen in her brain.

Seth’s voice came from above. “Oh, you can make some noise, can’t you? Why are you not talking anymore?”

The sounds of her cough were not that obvious-it was more of her trying to gasp for air.

Josephine was feeling groggy and could not hear what he was saying clearly. In the end, she lost all her strength and stopped struggling in his arms.

Seth took the bowl away, and air entered her nose together with food scraps once again into. her windpipe.

Josephine’s face flushed a violent shade of red. She fell to the floor, coughing hoarsely. The food that she coughed out was covered in froths of saliva.

Seth looked at her intensely. She looked a mess, but the more wretched and pathetic she looked, the more he wanted to torture her.

When she coughed all the food out, she opened her mouth, gasping for air. Saliva was still drooling from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Seth lifelessly with reddened eyes. She mouthed a few words without any sound, but Seth understood what she said.

“Kill me.”

Seth laughed a little. He combed Josephine’s hair back with his hand. “Have you forgotten? I said I won’t let you die.”

Then, he placed the bowl beside her and said, “Eat up.”

Josephine reflexively closed her mouth and turned her head to the other side.

Seth continued, saying, “If you die, your best friend will die too. I’ll advise you to think twice.”

Josephine was a little bewildered. She didn’t understand what Seth meant by that. He picked up the remote control by the bed and turned on the tv on the wall.

On the screen, a person was tied to a pole with her eyes covered and mouth taped shut. She tried struggling every now and then. It was Avery!

Josephine looked at Seth. He said, “Aren’t you curious how you got here? She was the one who took you away. She received a message saying that you were in danger, so she risked everything to take you away. She wanted to take you away from Elysium. She even forged a divorce agreement. Tell me, even if I don’t kill her, Lewis won’t show mercy on her either, right?”

Josephine looked at him in disbelief. She didn’t know if she was furious or frightened, but she was trembling violently.

It was all her fault. She shouldn’t have been friends with Avery. Anyone could have used Avery to threaten her.

She hurt Avery and also Mrs. Jinkins. She deserved to die! She should not be alive!

Guilt, self-reproach, and endless regret overwhelmed her. It was even more suffocating than her face buried in the bowl of food just now.

Tears fell as she lay on the floor listlessly. She wanted to sob hysterically, but she couldn’t.

Seth placed the bowl next to her face once more. “Eat up.”

Her lips quivered. She looked at the messy bowl of food as her tears fell into it. It was only a bowl of food. She could not get Avery killed over this.

She slowly approached the bowl, bore through the humiliation, and buried her face into the bowl, gobbling the food down.

Seth looked at her with a broad grin as if he was looking at an adorable puppy.

Josephine gobbled the food down mouthful after mouthful. She was truly starving. It was until there was no more food left that she looked up at Seth in a mess.

“You didn’t clean up your bowl. You’re a bad girl for wasting food.”

Josephine looked at the bowl once more. There were scraps stuck to the bowl. She had to lick it with her tongue to clean it.

She pursed her lips. Food scraps were on her face and hair. She tried a few times but couldn’t muster herself to do it.

Seth said with a chuckle. “Why? Are you thinking about your dignity? What dignity? You’ve been Lewis’ bitch for so many years, yet you think of your dignity now? Even when your friend’s life is on the line?”

Every single word stabbed into her heart painfully. She swallowed her saliva, closed her eyes, and placed her face into the bowl once more.