I’m Sorry But I Love You

Catherine dared to say anything.

She did not worry that Anderson would make trouble on Ethan for it. The longer she knew about Ethan, the more she learned he was a trouble maker.

Anderson becangrier, gazing at her eyes that were full of hatred.

He covered her eyes.

“Anderson, can we stop torturing each other?” His heart ached suddenly.

Her words were never friendly. She was much adorable when she kept silent. Somehow, Anderson bent down to kiss her.

Her eyes were covered.

So, her body got more sensitive.

Her struggle made no difference at all.

At last, she gave up and was willing to let Anderson do whatever he wanted.

She really hated herself when she was losing her grip.

Anderson lost interest in her on seeing her like that. He removed his hand and stood up.

At the sight of light, Catherine was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly, leaving no break for other thoughts. She smoothed her crinkled clothes and buttoned up, looking at the man beside her.

Anderson took off the suit jacket and squinted at Catherine. “Stay away from Ethan.” Catherine didn’t speak.

Anderson becedgy. “Did you hear me?” Ethan had helped her. She had given him her word and she would not go back on it. What's more, she earned her living from him.

Catherine's silence told her rejection.

Anderson spluttered, “Ethan is a bad guy. If you stay by his side, he’ll devour you completely!” The man who hurt her most was criticizing others. Catherine sneered and looked at Anderson seriously.

“Anderson, do you know how Ethan and | met?” Anderson could tell what she might say for next. He didn’t want to listen to it, but he didn’t stop her after a short hesitation.

“After you rapedand put the news on the Internet, | tried to kill myself. You took Sophia and Lincoln away from me. | drunk all day with Aurora at Sky Club. When | went out to get a breath of fresh air, | was caught by an old man and nearly to be raped in his box.” Anderson’s face hardened into an expression of hatred. “Who?” he asked. Catherine didn’t answer and went on, “I was quite despairing at that time. But Ethan saved me.” It was the sscenaas what Anderson guessed.

“I don’t know if he’s a bad guy or not, but | do know he has helpedmany times.” Catherine glared at Anderson. “You hadcornered and it was he who savedfrom the desperation!” “I don’t know about the future of being together with him, but | do know about the outcof being with you.

And I'm still suffering from it.” Anderson gritted his teeth and said nothing.

At the end of the conversation, he said with indifference, “You deserved it.” Catherine didn’t retort. He had been blinded by his affection for Isabella. At last, Catherine was taken to the Ziting Villa.

Getting out of the car, Catherine stood at the gate without moving forward. “If Mr. Clark just wants to tellthat Ethan is a bad buy today, then I thank you for your thoughtfulness. I'm leaving.” She tried to keep a distance from him. Anderson held her arm and took her into the Ziting Villa. Catherine knew she couldn't get out of his control.

They were in an empty room. Only a nanny cover and asked Anderson if he needed something to eat. She left at hearing Anderson's denial.

There were just two of them.

Catherine was worried that Anderson would offend her again, so she walked away from him silently. Anderson noticed her evasion. He took Catherine in his arms immediately.

Catherine raised her chin and stared at him. “What? Mr. Clark now becomes so casual that he is interested in someone else’s girlfriend?” Hearing her words, he pushed her away unconsciously. “You can never feel ashamed, Catherine? You are so dirty that | don’t even want fo touch you.” Dirty? Catherine was very sad, but she faked a smile.

Anderson shouted at the nanny in the shade, “Arrange a guest room for her.” “No need for this.” Anderson ignored her denial and ordered the nanny, “Tell the security guards at the gate. Don’t let her go out from here.” The nanny nodded and went for the guards.

Then Anderson went up stairs. Catherine slumped into a sofa, watching him disappear.

She could not figure out Anderson's purpose.

She drank a lot at night. She braced herself when she argued with Anderson. After he left for a short while, she fell asleep on the sofa in a casual posture.

After the nanny prepared the room, she cover and tried to wake Catherine gently. But Catherine didn’t awake.

She was a bit worried, so she went up to Anderson’s study and knocked at the door.

Anderson opened the door, his eyebrows frowned. “What's up?” She said in a low voice, “Ms. Johnson fell asleep on the sofa. | tried to wake her, but she didn’t wake up. Maybe she is too tired.” ‘I see.” She couldn't tell if Mr. Clark care for Catherine.

But since his bad temper was notorious, she didn’t dare to ask and then went downstairs slowly.

Anderson went back to the study and stood in front of the computer. He was on the video chat with Arthur.

“Go on.” Arthur said calmly, “According to my investment, a comic software owned by Ethan’s company is publicizing a detective comic.

Although the style of painting is not like Ms. Johnson's, the pace of narratives is very much like Ms. Johnson's.” “It is a small company. It mainly sold girls’ comics. This is the first detective comic it has ever sold. | guess Ms.

Johnson is the story writer of it.” Arthur thought of Catherine's last unfinished comic, he said with a little pity, “Her last comic has stopped updating, because of the scandal, | think.” Nothing could be told from Anderson’s expression. “Ask Hudson to find out who did the injection to her. | have to find him out.

Also, find out who offended Catherine in Sky Club.” After he ended the conversation, Anderson looked at the dark out of the window. Then he turned around and went downstairs.

Catherine was laying on the sofa. She curled up in a fetal position and looked like she felt insecure.

Anderson had mixed feelings.

Is this what she said Ethan help her a lot? Is this the reason she fell in love with Ethan? At the thought of Catherine loving someone else, Anderson got annoyed.

He bent down and raised her up.

Catherine had a dream. She dreamed about the twhen her parents were still alive. Smiling, her mother fed the cat with the canned food. And she played with the cat beside her mother. Her father at first stood by and complained that they shouldn't have a cat at home. But then, he joined them and held the cat in his arms, tempting it with dried fish.

The dream was so perfect that Catherine couldn't help but smile.

A smile without any guard and mockery.

Anderson felt at a loss. How long had he didn’t see her smile like that? Previous Chapter Next Chapter