I’m Sorry But I Love You

Catherine tried her best to suppress the anxiety in her heart, “Ms. Mitchell, do you have a photo of the visitor? Let me take a look.”

Sophia’s teacher quickly sent over a photo which was taken not long ago of the current scene. Catherine looked at a pair of old couples who looked kind and seated on the main seat and thought with a faint laugh: It was really them.

Anderson was really shameless.

But he had been that way all he while.

Catherine immediately packed up her stuff and headed to Anderson’s company.
On the other hand, in the Clarks’ mansion…

“Lincoln, come. This is cherries I have ordered for people to air-ship over. Have a taste of it.” Madison looked at her grandson with a loving smile on her face.

“Ma’am, I don’t eat that.” Lincoln held Sophia’s hand while declining politely.

Sophia added while swallowing a few times, “Sophia won’t eat too. Mummy told me that I can’t eat things given to me by strangers.”

Madison’s hand which was holding the cherries were stopped in mid-air awkwardly as she persuaded, “How can you say that I’m a stranger? I am your grandmother, not any outsider. So, Sophia and Lincoln, can you stay here together from now on?”

While facing her grandson and granddaughter, this assertive and oppressive woman who was always that way for her whole life had unexpectedly lowered her stance, “Il heard that you love the amusement park, Sophia. I wish to build one for Sophia and Lincoln in our home so that you can play to your heart’s contents anytime, Sophia.”

Sophia intuitively turned her head and looked at her brother.
Lincoln revealed a smile, “Ma’am, you don’t need to do so much for an outsider.”

“Both you and Sophia are the children of the Clark family. How can you say that you’re outsider?” Madison’s tone was slightly unhappy and strong, “I have asked for the maids to tidy up the children’s room, you guys can take a look at it and tell me whether you’re satisfied or not. If you’re not, just tell me, I will ask for someone to make changes.”

A child was always mores sensitive and cognitive. After sensing that Madison was strengthening her stance, the smile on Lincoln’s face disappeared, “Ma’am, in this whole world, besides our mummy, Sophia and me don’t have other relatives. Please don’t see yourself as our grandmother.”

His tone was cold and cruel, which caused Madison to freeze for a moment. A look of sadness appeared on her face.

“Both of my grandparents from my father’s side has committed suicide and consumed some sleeping pills. Since the beginning, Sophia and me never have father, grandparents from my

but all Madison could feel is a constriction in her chest. After some time, the

mocking look before taking a deep breath and answering, “It’s none of

heard this the moment he stepped into the house, and he was immediately getting worked up, “Who taught you to

to scare the children. In the end, he’s still your son.” Madison hastily comforted him. From her perspective,

his face at all. In contrast, he was strangely calm, “Sophia and I grew up in the prison, and because mummy needs to work, nobody

gotten wind of what had happened at home, so he had hurriedly come back. However, the moment he heard some rude words like that, he couldn’t help lecturing him. Now that he fully took in Lincoln’s way of speaking out, he was way too mature, a kind of

deep thought for a while, “Children shouldn’t interfere in the matters of adults.” “We want to go home.” Lincoln was not giving in. How

the grandchildren of the Clark family. You will be staying in the Clark family home.” Anderson furrowed his brows, “If you follow someone else’s footsteps, I fear that you guys would imitate her. You would be careless with people’s life in

a glare at Anderson before cooing gently

and then he raised his head and looked at Anderson, “I heard that murder runs in my blood. Won’t you be afraid that I will have murderous thoughts to the

six years old and he had a gentle and positive outlook. His usually cold face was now

couldn’t help but shudder

the emotion she felt more

he would already have

child’s eyes, the Clark

with anger, “Who taught you to speak…” Who taught this child to speak in such a

interrupted by Bentley abruptly

fazed by what was happening in the living room. He pulled Sophia’s hand while he consoled her, “Don’t be scared,

never knew about your existence in the past, and that is how things become like it is nowadays. From now on, I will take good care of you. For your mother, I will send my regards too and make sure nobody would bully her anymore. Can you stay with

his head, “Before the Clark family barge into our lives,

was implying that nobody was bullying them

playing with toys finally felt that the atmosphere in the living room was off. She threw herself at Lincoln and wrapped her arms

living room was shrouded