I’m Sorry But I Love You

The disgusting smell of vomit filled the air and Anderson walked briskly to the car. He shoved Catherine into the car, took off his shirt, and threw it away immediately.

Paul was shocked by Anderson’s forceful actions and then looked at the drunk and unconscious Catherine. He then reacted and asked, “Where are we going, Mr. Clark?”

“Jiayue Apartments.” Since Anderson did not have an apartment there, Paul thought that it was Ms. Johnson’s new place at City W.

It was clear Mr. Clark was disgusted with Ms. Johnson each time he saw her. He even gave her extra pressure for her work.
Then he wanted someone to investigate Ms. Johnson’s living situation. As an ordinary folk, he couldn’t understand how the wealthy people thought.

“Anderson, you scoundrel!” The yell from the back seat startled Paul. He took a peek at the rearview mirror and saw Ms.
Johnson scolding and beating Mr. Clark.

Anderson also didn’t expect that Catherine would suddenly punch him several times on his abdomen. He endured the pain as he grabbed Catherine’s hands, “Catherine, are you tired of living?”

“Get lost!” Catherine thought that she had dreamt of Anderson, “Get lost! I was doing fine and why did you appear in my life again?”

Catherine struggled as she tried to hit Anderson.

He had thrown away his shirt and was topless. She continued to flail and tried to hit him. In his eyes, she was no different from a lunatic.

Anderson looked gloomy and yelled, “Catherine, wake up!”

Catherine was in a daze and didn’t respond to Anderson. She looked in a daze at Anderson and said, “Give Lincoln back to me.
What right do you have to take him away from me? Why…”

“Lincoln is also my son and should naturally

birth to children for you. Go and look for Allison to

What the hell?

Clark, we’re at

sigh of relief

beeped in red. Then he realized that Catherine no longer used this passcode. The changed passcode made him feel upset. He then took Catherine’s thumb

he entered the door, Sophia ran out in her

was carrying Catherine and Sophia became even happier. She

direction and said, “Is mommy drunk? It’s so smelly. Daddy quick let Mommy take a shower.” Anderson carried

already in deep sleep. She looked particularly peaceful. Her long eyelashes were like a small handheld fan. She was quiet and beautiful. Her

about the bleeding leg during the day. He forcibly controlled himself in front of Catherine until he saw the scar on

then forced her to rinse her mouth. He struggled for a long

her teddy bear and looked at Anderson with

and continued, “Why can’t daddy stay with us?” Anderson nodded, “I’ll have the driver buy some clothes for

me.

said, “Okay, daddy will

together before I go to sleep.” Sophia felt insecure and stared at Anderson. Anderson had no choice and pushed open Catherine’s bedroom

now she was already curled up like a kid. Anderson sat at the bedside and looked

a row of photographs. Anderson looked at them. Almost all of them were Sophia and Lincoln from their birth to the present day. There was a photograph of each time that he was away. His anger seemed to melt away as

realized that there was a photo frame