I’m Sorry But I Love You

Neither gave up, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

Taking the chance when they were staring at each other, Catherine struggled free from Anderson’s grip. Since she reacted too fast, she almost fell when taking steps back.

When she thought that she would fall, Antowrapped around her waist from the back to keep her balance.

He asked with concern, “Are you all right?” “I'm fine. How's Sophia? | want to see her.” When she saw Antonio, she seemed to have seen a savior.

“She just got a flue. Nothing serious.” Upon hearing it, Catherine finally relieved a bit.

Anderson gazed at her coldly. Seeing that she was nestling in Antonio's arms, he mocked at her in a cold tone, “Catherine Johnson, I've truly underestimated you ... you didn’t forget to seduce another man even at this moment.” Catherine looked down and found herself still in Antonio’s arms. She wanted to stand straight and leave his arms. However, when she heard Anderson’s words, her face turned pale.

She curled up her lips into a smile. “Does it have anything to do with you, my ex-husband?” When Anderson heard the way she addressed him, his eye pupils shrank. A sharp pang surged from his heart to his whole body.

Anderson strode over and pinched her chin with his big hand. He said in a tone as if he was from hell, “Catherine Johnson, you want to get rid of me, huh? Lettell you. Dream on! You'll never be able to get rid ofall your life.

‘Isabella was dead. My baby was dead. I'm torturing you all your life.” With bloody red eyes, he kissed Catherine’s lips as if he were a lunatic.

His kiss was rude, cold, and angry with the deep hatred.

He acted too fast and violently. When Antocback to his senses, he saw Catherine's lips were bleeding.

Antogrowled, “Anderson Clark, what is wrong with you? Get up!” Probably he wanted to stimulate Antonio, or he was stimulated by Antonio, Anderson kissed Catherine more wildly.

Catherine tasted a mouthful of blood. Her heart went icily cold ... for Isabella, he hated her for the whole lifetime, and he would pester and humiliate her all her life...

Johanna stood aside, her eyes full of hatred. She walked to Anderson, tugging the hemline of his shirt. “Anderson, please stop it. Sophia is still in the ward. Let's go check on her first. You can get even with Catherine later.” Looking at Johanna'’s timid face that she seemed to be scared, Anderson calmed down when noticing her reddish eyes. “Please don’t be afraid.” Johanna's tears dropped. Throwing herself into Anderson’s arms, she said, “Anderson, please stop doing it. I'm worried about you...” Anderson patted her on the back gently. “I'm fine. You are indeed like her, too kind, too timid.” With bleeding lips, Catherine watched the scene and laughed.

Her heart was bleeding as well.

Antopatted Catherine on her bony back and comforted her, “Let's go. I'll deal with your wound first.” “I want to see Sophia first,” she said in a hoarse voice.

“Let’s deal with your wound first. If you go to see your children in this way, they'll be worried.” Antonio’s clean voice was determined.

Catherine smiled pitifully. She hadn’t thought of it earlier. She followed Antoto his office. Antoasked unintentionally as he disinfected her, “Are you still tangled with him now?” “As you've seen, it's he who keeps pestering me.” Catherine closed her eyes. “Except for my children, | don’t want to get in touch with him anymore. I'm so exhausted.” She was way worn out.

She was exhausted both psychically and mentally.

One day, she would be tortured to death by Anderson surely.

Looking at her, Antowanted to confess his love to her. But he swallowed them back when they reached the tip of his tongue. He carefully dealt with her wound.

“By the way, have you checked up Lincoln? They would always get colds every winter. When they were young, | didn’t pay much attention once. They both got pneumonia together that year.” “No. | haven't checked him up. Lincoln looked quite well. He's sitting next to Sophia’s bed. If you are worried, I'll check him up later.” Catherine nodded in agreement. On the other side. Anderson and Johanna had already entered the ward.

“Sophia, look! I've brought you cookies. Do you want some? They are quite yummy!” Johanna looked at Sophia lying on the bed with a smile.

With a ruby face, Sophia answered, “I don’t want them. | want Mommy. You bad woman! Get out! Don’t pester my daddy!” Johanna looked at Anderson, a trace of embarrassment flashing through her face.

Gazing at Sophia, Anderson frowned. He snapped in anger, “Sophia Clark, where is your manner? Who taught you to speak in this way?” Since she was scolded by Anderson, her eyes turned red in a grievance. She hugged Lincoln next to her.

“Lincoln, | don’t love Daddy anymore. | want Mommy. | miss Mommy now. Ahem. Ahem. Ahem...” Sophia cried fiercely and coughed out of breath.

Anderson couldn't stand this kind of scene the most. He raised his voice. “Sophia Clark!” Seeing that, Johanna hurriedly stopped him. She said in a gentle voice, “Anderson, please don’t scold her. She's still young. If she has formed sbad habits, we can teach and correct her later. Now she’s still sick.” She sounded as if she was convincing Anderson, but secretly, she had pushed all blames on Catherine.

Meanwhile, she maintained a kind and gentle image in front of Anderson.

Gritting his teeth, Lincoln also had a ruby face. Looking at Anderson, he said, “Mr. Clark, you should leave the ward with Miss Scott. | can take care of Sophia. Mr. Clark and Miss Scott, please don’t bother.” He spoke in a polite and restrained way.

He didn’t sound like that he was only five years old.

Anderson realized that his son was driving him away, his face fell. Both of them wanted to see Catherine. Wasn't he their father? What bad things had Catherine taught them? “Johanna cto visit you guys out of kindness. You should mind your language. Don’t learn from your mother, always cursing,” Anderson snapped. He didn’t want the heirs of the Clark family to be so rude.

Lincoln answered, “I see.” His eyelashes covered his eyes like black feathers, and his eyes full of disappointment.

When Catherine arrived at the door, she heard what Anderson said. She rushed to the ward and pushed the door open. As soon as Lincoln saw her, his eyes twinkled.

“Mommy, here you came!” Catherine walked up, touching Sophia’s forehead. Her forehead had a burning heat ...

she was on a fever.

Seeing Catherine, Sophia threw herself into her arms. “Mommy, | have a strong headache. I'm not feeling well.

Daddy scolded me. I'm so sad.” Her childish voice almost broke her heart.

“All right. You just got the flu. We have Uncle Elliott. Uncle Elliott is a good doctor. He can help you defeat the illness.” Catherine said in a happy tone purposely. “Besides, I'll be guarding you all the time.” After comforting Sophia, Catherine looked over at Lincoln. “Chere. Lettouch your forehead. Are you also sick?” Lincoln, who had been strong and tough, looked a bit weak when staring at Catherine. He whispered to answer, “Yes, | gota cold. I'm afraid you'll worry about me, so | didn’t tell you.” Catherine pulled Lincoln over, touching his forehead.

The temperature was much higher than that of Sophia. In a panic, Catherine called Antoover immediately.