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…”

in frustration, “Lincoln is also my son and should naturally be

to children for you. Go and look for Allison to bear children for you. Even Sienna. Just give me back my

What the hell?

we’re at Jiayue

heaved a sigh of relief and

keyed in his birth date but the electronic lock beeped in red. Then he realized that Catherine no longer used this passcode. The changed passcode made

he entered the door, Sophia ran out in her cute pink pajamas

that Anderson was carrying Catherine and Sophia became even happier. She ran happily towards

It’s so smelly. Daddy quick let Mommy take a shower.” Anderson carried Catherine

were like a small handheld fan. She was quiet and beautiful. Her face was pale but her cheeks were flushed in red. She looked

bathtub with water and wanted to simply throw her in. But then he thought about the bleeding leg during the day. He forcibly controlled himself in front of Catherine until he saw the scar on her abdomen. Anderson broke out in cold sweat and came to his senses. His eyes stared at the scar and then remembered the troubled labor

to rinse her mouth. He struggled

daddy sleep with mommy?” Sophia carried her teddy bear and

can’t daddy stay with us?” Anderson nodded, “I’ll

to fool me. You

said, “Okay, daddy will call the driver.

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

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

of his places but it felt warm. Next to the wall was a table with 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

was a photo frame on