I’m Sorry But I Love You

Catherine did go to Sky Club, but she didn’t go to find Ethan.

She was having a drink with Aurora.

“I heard what happened in 708 from my brother.” Aurora looked at her with concern. “Anderson is not a human at all. Catherine, are you all right?” Catherine gulped down a glass of Sky. “Nothing. It was not the first the humiliatedlike this.” She had been used to it.

She felt hurt but she had got used to it.

She only had her life left. As long as she hadn't died.

Aurora heaved a deep sigh. “Actually, I've never understood why all you women like Anderson so much. Isabella Johnson, Johanna Scott, a lot of celebrities, and you in the past...” “He’s always the one that you could see in the crow at the first glance.” He looked as if he was shiny, luring others to get close to him. Although they knew that they would lose their lives, women still couldn't help approaching Anderson, just like flying moths darted into the fire.

Aurora nodded in agreement. “If you meant the appearance, I'm convinced by Anderson's.” “Why didn’t you informwhen arriving here?” Ethan asked, holding a glass of red liquid, half-leaning against the bar counter, and approached Catherine's face.

Catherine staring at him motionlessly.

She was expressionless.

Her red lips soaked in the alcohol looked like the most attractive strawberry jelly. He wanted to have a bite.

However, her eyes were full of coldness. If it were another man, he would have lost interest, but Ethan felt all his blood boiling.

The conflicts on her face aroused his hormone.

Aurora pushed Ethan away. “Don’t ever fancy dating a princess!” “Me? Fancy dating a princess? Is she a princess?” Ethan chuckled, looking at Aurora. “Ask her yourself. Does she believe she’s still a princess now?” Aurora’s face turned cold. “Ethan James, what do you mean?” “Nothing special. One should know who he is.” Ethan was speaking to Aurora but staring at Catherine. “If she were still the superior Miss Johnson and | were still the gangster on the West Fourth Street, | would admit that she’s a princess and I'm just fancying.

“But those days are gone. If she still doesn’t know clearly who she is, she would make the wrong decision. She should understand it.” Although they were talking about her, Catherine didn’t have any reaction at all. She drank a glass of liquid casually. The fresh and sweet taste reached her throat, making her close her eyes comfortably.

She looked lazy and charming.

That made her look extremely attractive.

Half of the customers in Sky Club fainted looked over at her.

Catherine stood up and put down the empty glass. “Done. I'll go home.” She walked across the crowd.

Everyone was falling for her along the way.

Tossing the glass, Ethan chased after her.

Catherine was standing at the entrance of Sky Club, facing the cold wind. She looked at the colorful city with heavy traffic in front of her.

She smiled lonely.

Ethan was definitely correct.

She wasn’t a princess at all. A princess without a crown was just nothing.

Even if she was standing her motionlessly, Catherine's figure and face still attracted others.

“Gorgeous, let's get in and have a drink, shall we?” Her red lips parted slightly. “Drink my ass! Fuck offl” The man’s face was stiffened. “Beautiful, don’t reject me. Na price. How much for one night? Is ten- thousand enough?” Catherine smiled faintly.

The man saw her smile, so he thought that she had agreed. He approached her closer.

Catherine pulled the man’s tie to get closer with a smile. Suddenly, she lifted her knee, giving him a jab in his crotch.

“Ouch!” The man was still dreaming about having sex with the beautiful woman. Next second, the paint from the most fragile part of his body sobered him up.

“Do you still want to have a drink?” Catherine asked with a smile.

As soon as Ethan walked out, he witnessed such a scene. When the man cried in pain, Ethan’s face was pale as well. Subconsciously, he looked at his own crotch.

He realized this woman was so ruthless when she had to be.

“You bitch! I'll kill you!” With a reddened face, the man slapped Catherine's face.

Since he was quite angry and acted so fast, Catherine tried her best to dodge, but she had a hunch that she would fail. Subconsciously, she closed her eyes.

After a long while.

She didn't feel the pain she imagined. Opening her eyes, she found that Ethan had grabbed the man’s hand.

With a ferocious face, Ethan said, “Fuck off. If you dare to show up in Sky Club again, I'll send you to hell.” Ethan was quite different from the rich men from the upper-class. He had a gangster’s aurora through his early life, which was quite frightening.

Upon realizing that he couldn't defeat Ethan, the man suddenly beca coward. “I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm leaving now.” Ethan stamped the man on the ground. “Fuck off! Don’t dirt my territory!” “Thank you for savingagain,” Catherine said with a smile.

Ethan reached out one arm and wrapped it around her waist, which was so slim and slender. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “Why? Are you angry?” He was too close to her, so Catherine wanted to push him away. Ethan tightened his wrap gradually. “Anderson Clark is behind us.” Catherine recalled what she had promised Ethan, giving up struggles.

“No, I'm not angry. You were right. | know what's the current situation is.” She was clear her reputation in the upper-class.

“Frankly, you'd better be my girlfriend. | don’t mind your affairs at all,” Ethan said with a smile.

Catherine cast him a glance. “I do mind.” They didn’t love each other, but why they would be together? Just for killing time? Anderson pulled over his car on the roadside, staring deeply and coldly at the entrance of Sky Club.

He was quite far away from it.

But he still could see her after one glimpse.

No matter six years ago when the Johnson family was still rich and powerful or at this moment when she was already down and out, she was the focus in the crow forever.

“Anderson, is that Catherine’s boyfriend?” Johanna pretended to be simple and asked.

Anderson didn’t answer, smashing his fist on the car window.

The bullet-proof glass was safe and sound.

Blood immediately oozed on Anderson's injured hand.

Johanna looked anxious. “Please allowto deal it for you. It might be infected.” Anderson ignored her. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, “Check what Catherine Johnson is doing in Sky Club.” Hatred surged in Johanna'’s heart.

She could get close to Anderson because she had Isabella’s face.

However, he had never touched her.

Johanna guessed why Anderson would have signed the contract with her and provided her with countless resources. It was not because he liked her, but only because that she had a face that looked pretty much like Isabella's.

Whatever he had done for her, it was not because he was reluctant to let her be wronged.

He was just reluctant to make Isabella’s face look wronged by the complicated entertainment business.

Johanna’s nails sank into her flesh. When she saw that Anderson’s expression had changed tically for Catherine, her eyes were reddened.

Isabella had died. As for Catherine, Johanna would definitely give Anderson and her no chance to remarry.

Anderson could only belong to her.

Anderson, sitting in front, didn’t know what Johanna was scheming about. The scene that Ethan wrapped Catherine's waist had been flashing through his mind again and again.

Johanna asked in a soft voice, “Mr. Clark, Miss Johnson and Mr. James have already walked in. Shall we go hnow? Previous Chapter Next Chapter