I’m Sorry But I Love You

It seemed like it had been more than ten years.

Anderson reminded that when they were at school, Catherine always smiled without guard, and all her emotions were clear and sharp.

She followed him mischievously all day. Even if she was upset, it won't last for long. She seldom felt really sad.

And it never happened before when Catherine tried to get away from him and repel him like now.

Catherine's happiness in her dream was like an illusion. It broke just in the blink of an eye. Many people reminded her of her parents’ suicides. They treated her as a curse, even said that she didn’t deserve to live...

“Please don’t, dad!” Catherine didn’t wake up from her dream. She wriggled restlessly, murmuring the swords.

Anderson’s smile disappeared instantly. He looked at Catherine stuck in a nightmare.

Did she dream of Sebastian? Anderson closed his eyes. He thought of the day when he cto the company, the blood on the ground and the dead figure in distortion cinto his view....

Anderson meant to lay Catherine down and left. But somehow his heart melted when he saw she was so pitiful.

He patted her back gently as comfort.

Catherine was asleep so she didn’t know anything. The next morning, she woke up early. Anderson held her into his arms as soon as she moved.

Catherine was frozen entirely.

She tried to get off his arms. Although she was discreet enough, Anderson was alert to her gestures. He opened his eyes and saw how Catherine was trying to free herself.

He wanted to laugh.

With her back to Anderson, Catherine didn’t notice that he was awake, so she still tried to escape.

But when she just moved a bit, Anderson suddenly changed his position closer to her. He was so close that Catherine could hear his breathing.

Catherine was annoyed.

Anderson was being in a good mood. He wanted to flirt with her, so he lay a leg on her.

Catherine was totally stuck.

She was fidget. She pushed Anderson away with a little more strength.

Anderson couldn't keep pretending. He set Catherine free.

Once got out of his control, Catherine took a look at herself to see if she dressed well.

She was relieved when she saw she was still in the sdress as last night.

Catherine's gesture amused Anderson. “I have seen every part of you. And | even know the exact spot of your moles.” Catherine blushed. She looked down and tidied up her clothes.

Seeing Catherine's cautiousness, Anderson suddenly thought of her affection to Ethan last night.

Did she behave faithfully for Ethan? A wave of displeasure swept over Anderson. He got out of the bed and said, “I've got tired of your body. Even if you were naked in front of me, it makes no difference.” Catherine paused her tiding. She felt hurt for his sarcastic words.

She looked up to Anderson, said indifferently, “If you are happy to humiliate me, then you may go on. | won't suffer a loss for that anyway.” Anderson glanced at her with his long face. He turned to the bathroom without saying anything.

Catherine just wanted to do a simple tiding. She didn’t want to use the sbathroom with Anderson, so she went downstairs and found another one. When she finished washing, she was ready to leave.

The nanny cto her when she went downstairs, “Ms. Johnson, the breakfast is ready.” “Thanks, but I'm leaving.” “Cback for breakfast.” Anderson's voice cover when Catherine reached the door and was about to leave after she turned down the invitation. Catherine stopped.

“You're going to stay here tonight if you don’t eat.” Then Anderson walked to the dining-table.

Catherine gritted her teeth. She had no choice but returned to the table. She had sporridge mechanically.

When she finished a bowl of porridge, the nanny brought her a cup of water. “Ms. Johnson, please take the pill.” The nanny put the pill on the table. Seeing that it was a contraceptive pill, Catherine gave Anderson a mocking glance.

Anderson also saw what kind of pill it was. He becserious. He thought of what Hudson had found out, and then said to the nanny calmly, “Take it away. Don’t take it out ever after.” The nanny took the pill away on hearing the order.

She was confused because she remembered it was Mr. Clark who asked her to prepare the contraceptive pill for Ms. Johnson. So, there was nothing happened last night? She couldn't figure it out. Still, she put away the pill cautiously.

Catherine sneered. She then stood up and said, “I've had the breakfast. If you have other ways to putinto trouble, tellall. I've got things to do.” Anderson put down his chopsticks. He looked up to Catherine quietly for a long while, then said, “I won't marry Sienna.” Catherine got confused. She was not sure why Anderson talked about it.

She said after a second thought, “It has nothing to do withwhether you two marry or not. And the date of your wedding day is also none of my business.” If it were not for her children who are owned by Anderson, she would have nothing to do with him. She was not a fool like she used to be. Love was no longer necessary for her.

Anderson wanted to say something more, but he changed his mind due to her resistance. He stood up and said, “Chere. Helpwear my tie.” “What's wrong with you today?” Catherine felt like she didn’t know today’s Anderson.

Being retorted by Catherine, Anderson put on a sullen look and said, “Chere. Helptie and then I'll let you go.” In order to leave, Catherine went to him and took his tie. Anderson was so tall that she had to tiptoed even though she was in heels.

When she just married Anderson, she practiced many ways to wear a tie, looking forward to the day she could help him tie before they both leaving for work. But such a day never came.

After six years, the day cfinally.

But she had already forgotten how to wear a tie.

She was completely unskilled. The sooner she wanted to tie up, the easier she made mistakes.

Anderson didn’t push her.

He enjoyed watching her clumsy hands.

It took a long tfor Catherine to help Anderson wear his tie. She was relieved when she finally finished it.

Anderson took his suit from the side and walked ahead of Catherine. “I'll let Paul send you back.” “There's no need to bother Mr. Clark,” Catherine said and clicked on Uber on her phone.

Anderson turned around and snatched her phone away.

Catherine followed him in exasperation. “Anderson, give it back to me.” Anderson looked at her phone in mockery and cancelled her order for a taxi. “What? Is there any secret on your phone?” It was too tired to talk with him. Catherine was intended to argue with him.

But she gave up at last. It was meaningless.

Why should she waste a free ride? Paul sent Anderson to his company first, and then he sent Catherine back.

“Ms. Johnson, | think Mr. Clark cares for you quite a lot,” Paul spoke out when Anderson was notin the car.

Catherine sneered, “Then | give his care to you. Will you accept it?” Paul didn’t speak.

After a while, he continued to say, “But | never see Mr. Clark treats other women like you.” “What? You think it is love, don’t you?” Catherine gave a mocking smile. “Don’t believe in TV . It's not love. It is hatred.” To love a person was nothing like his way at all.

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