I’m Sorry But I Love You

He didn’t know. All he had seen was that small sandalwood box.

In the box was the ash of Isabella and their child.

A trace of endless pain flashed through his eyes.

Johanna saw clearly that he was looking at someone else when staring at her.

Was it Catherine? Or that Isabella? The latter had passed away already, so she wouldn't becher threat. But, the former...

Johanna suddenly clenched her hands. Looking at Anderson’s expression, she closed her eyes tightly all of a sudden.

With a tremble, she muttered, “I'm cold... Mr. Clark, | feel so cold.” Her painful murmurs brought Anderson back to his senses.

Bending over, he tucked her in the quilt. Seeing that she was still trembling, he stood up, ready to ask the nurse for another quilt.

When he moved, his wrist was grabbed by an icily cold hand. “Please don't go...” Tears dropped from her pale face.

Anderson whispered to her, “I'll go get you another quilt.” “I don’t need it...” Johanna looked at Anderson tearfully. “Mr. Clark, I'm so cold. Could you please hold me?” When Johanna requested, she was indeed nervous. Although Anderson doted her, he had never touched her or confessed to her...

When Antoarrived at the door of the ward, he heard their ambiguous conversation.

Frowning, he walked in and said coldly, “Holding my ass! Do you think the air conditioner here is just useless decoration?” Johanna bit her lower lip, looking at Anderson pitifully.

Anderson frowned and cast a glance at Antonio.

Antodidn’t care about Anderson’s expression at all. He gazed at Anderson's wrist that was grabbed. “Release him. Don’t you want to see a doctor?” “You are a doctor. Can't you be kind?” Johanna was a big angry, wondering where this doctor cfrom. He had ruined her plan.

Upon hearing her words, Antosmiled playfully. “If | were not a doctor, | would have asked the security to toss you out. It’s my biggest kindness to let you lie on the sickbed.” “What is wrong with you?” Anderson asked unhappily while glancing at Antonio. While he spoke, Anderson took off Johanna’s hand from his wrist. He said coldly, “Give her a checkup.” Antochecked her up roughly and answered in a cold tone. “Nothing serious.” Looking up, he noticed how worried Anderson looked, curling up his lips. Anderson was like this and he still wanted to reconcile with Catherine. Antowondered if Anderson was still dreaming.

Of course, Antowouldn't remind him. Instead, he took a photo of the two in front of him, and send it to Catherine.

Anderson fully focused on Johanna, so he didn’t notice that Antohad taken a photo of him and Johanna.

After Antoleft, Johanna looked at Anderson expectantly. “Mr. Clark, has Catherine agreed to letplay the role of Amanda?” Hearing her mention it, Anderson recalled the words that Catherine said to him. He frowned.

“Did Catherine refuse?” Johanna’s voice was with a slight crying tone.

This kind of tone could make others pity her the most.

“No, she didn’t.” “Then why are you frowning, Mr. Clark?” Anderson answered, “There have been a lot of fans for the Amanda of the first season, and the public has recognized her as well. If | give you this role, you'll be blamed.” Upon hearing the reason, Johanna’s frown was loosened. She smiled faintly, “Mr. Clark, it turns out that you are worried about me. I'm so delighted.

“But | don’t care about it. | just want to have a good role. | want to perform well as Amanda. I'm not afraid of being criticized.” In the entertainment business, even if she would becfamous by being criticized, she would be famous anyway. The most fearful thing was not being scolded, but that she couldn't draw anyone's attention.

If she couldn't get the role, her effort to jump into the river would be in vain.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Clark. | must have done something extremely good in my last life so I've met you this life,” Johanna thanked him in a soft tone.

The young woman was at the sage as Isabella when she passed away, and her face looked exactly the sas Isabella’s.

Anderson told himself to forget about it. As long as she was willing to act. It was just a role.

When Catherine received the photo from Antonio, it was already dark.

The two in the photo were quite close to each other. Anderson's side face was taken, so Catherine couldn’t see his expression clearly. However, she could faintly see that he had a gentle smile on his face.

While the young woman opposite him looked pale, but her eyes were lit up in affection.

Catherine was extremely familiar with this kind of gaze.

After looking at it for a moment, she tabbed to delete the photo. Then she received a text message from Antonio.

“Catherine, do you still love him?” Looking at that line, Catherine was in a daze for a long while. She didn’t answer it.

The birthday of Sophia’s and Lincoln's soon arrived. The Clark family held a super grand birthday banquet for them. Of course, Catherine couldn't get the invitation card. Aurora took her over.

All the guests were dressed up. With bright smiles and raising the glasses in their hands, all of them were congratulating Bentley and Madison.

The two elders were also smiling happily.

The two birthday kids were standing in the happy crowd. Sophia was quite joyful when seeing so many people cover to celebrate her birthday.

Lincoln looked quite serious and cold.

“Hey, look at those two kids. The boy looks exactly the sas Anderson when he was young,” said a mid-aged woman while looking at Sophia and Lincoln.

Her voice was pretty loud.

Her words drew a lot of attention.

“Mr. Clark is way too lucky. This twin followed their parents’ appearances.” “Both Anderson and Miss Johnson are good-looking, so their kids are naturally not bad-looking.” When Madison heard someone mention Catherine, the smile on her face faded away slightly.

“Alas... Why didn’t Catherine Johnson behave herself but hurt Miss Isabella Johnson...” someone still tried to raise the topic without any caution.

When mentioning Catherine, all the people around had meaningful looks on their faces.

Others started to discuss Catherine in the presence of Lincoln's and Sophia’s without caring about anything.

Lincoln's face looked more and more annoyed. “Stop talking about my mother.” As soon as he spoke, the man who discussed Catherine openly looked awkward. He had a wry smile and said, “I'm just feeling sorry for you. Don’t learn from your mother. She wanted to harm someone but she had a dose of her own medicine. Look at your mom...” He wanted to mention that Catherine had been in jail for several years.

“Who is gossiping aboutin my children’s presence?” asked Catherine coldly.

When she was walking to Sophia and Lincoln, she heard someone teaching her children.

Upon hearing her voice, the onlookers who were watching the fun turned around and looked at Catherine.

The woman was in a black dress skirt, which wrapped in her perfect body and curved out her shape. She made all the men’s hearts beat fast, and all women jealous. She also had domineering red lips and her eyeliner slightly lifted.

Her temperament was even stronger than she used to be the first daughter of the Johnson family before.

Since he was caught by Catherine when talking about her bad at her back, the man looked more awkward.

Catherine approached. Sophia and Lincoln rushed to her excitedly. “Mommy, here you came! | thought you wouldn't chere tonight,” said Sophia.

Lincoln also had a smile on his face.

Seeing that Catherine was pestering by her children, the man took a few steps backward and planned to sneak away.

Suddenly, Catherine said while he turned around, “Stop!” Previous Chapter Next Chapter