I’m Sorry But I Love You

Antomeasured his temperature and rubbed his head gently. “Thirty-eight point eight degrees. You are on a high fever. Why didn’t you tell me?” Lincoln didn’t answer.

His eyes were calm and his cheeks were ruby. If others didn’t have a closer look at him, nobody could tell that he was on a high fever.

Catherine put Sophia down on the bed. She squatted down next to Lincoln, feeling bitterness in her heart. “I'm here. I'll take care of your sister. Listen to Doc and take a good rest. I'll be always with you.” Lincoln hugged Catherine. He had a fragile look on his face although he was always tough. “Mommy, I've asked the maid to take care of Snoozer for me. It's growing so fast.” Although he was on high fever, he took good care of his younger sister and his puppy.

However, he didn’t take good care of himself.

Catherine held back the tears in her eyes.

Antochecked Lincoln up and prescribed smedicine for him.

“My little fellow, you're on a high fever. I'll put you on a drip. Let’s do an allergy test. It would hurt a bit. If you feel pain, you can cry.

Lincoln reached out his arm. “It's alright, Uncle. I'm not afraid of pain.” How much it hurt to do the skin test? In his hospital, Antohad seen a lot of grownups shed tears during the skin test.

The needle was stung into Lincoln’s small arm.

Antocould feel that his muscle shrank because of the pain. “It’s alright. You can cry if it hurts. It’s not shameful.” However, the boy tightened his face, gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes. He didn’t let out any sound.

Antocast a glance at Anderson who was standing aside. Inwardly, he admitted that both members of the Clark family were quite brave.

The result showed that Lincoln wasn’t allergic to penicillin. Hence, Antoput him on the drip.

Two kids were staying in on sickbed respectively. Catherine was sitting between them, taking care of them both.

She had stayed up the whole night last night. Even if she were an iron woman, she would feel exhausted.

Her face was as pale as paper.

Anderson was sitting on the sofa. Seeing her bustle and hustle everywhere and her tiring face, he frowned deeply, wondering if this woman didn’t know how to ask him for help.

“Anderson, since Sophia and Lincoln are both under the treatment now. | have shooting this afternoon. Could you sentto the filming set please?” Johanna asked in a soft tone.

Anderson cast another glance at Catherine. As long as she spoke one line asking him to stay and help her, he would stay. However, the woman didn’t spare any glance at him at all. Not even for a second.

Anderson said, “Catherine Johnson.” After calling her name, he felt quite weird, wondering why he would have called her out of no reason.

Upon hearing his voice, Catherine looked over at Anderson. With a cold face, she said, “Thank you, Mr. Clark and Miss Scott. You may leave now. Please don’t bother.” Her lip corners were bruised and her hair was messy. She was in pajamas. She was supposed to look miserable.

However, Johanna looked at herself in brand clothes, feeling that she herself turned out to be the most miserable one.

Upon hearing her words, Anderson was furious. He wondered if this woman would rather die than showing her weakness to him. “Catherine Johnson, you've rejected a dignity-saving offer.” After finishing his words coldly, Anderson left with Johanna.

Only the three were left in the VIP ward. Catherine watched in the direction where Anderson and Johanna were leaving, she lowered her head and smiled.

Although she curled up her lips into a smiling arc, there were tear stains on the floor.

She felt too ridiculous.

After loving him for almost two decades, she received nothing but ended up covered with wounds. “Mommy.” She heard a soft call from behind.

Catherine wiped off her tears secretly. Then she looked at Lincoln and approached him. She asked in a low voice, “Sophia is sleeping now. Why don’t you sleep?” Lincoln put his head in Catherine’s palm. His ever-calm eyes were full of his love for Catherine when looking at her.

“l want to see you more, Mommy.” Catherine's tears, which were wiped off, almost burst out again.

‘It’s been such a long tthat | haven't been with you, Mommy. If | recover, will you leave again?” Meeting his eyes, Catherine parted her lips, but she couldn't answer.

Lincoln smiled. “It’s all right, Mommy. I'm a big kid now. | can take care of myself.” Catherine felt so bitter. Holding up her sadness in difficulty, she said, “I'm going to the bathroom very quick.” When she arrived at the bathroom, she burst into tears.

Afraid that Lincoln would hear her, she turned on the tap, sobbing in low voice...

After a long time, she suppressed her sadness and calmed down. She washed her face and tidied her hair.

Ensuring that Lincoln wouldn't sense anything wrong, she walked out of the bathroom.

She pretended to be quite relaxed and said with a smile, “I heard you were sick this morning, so | didn’t wash my face or comb my hair before rushing over here. | was in a mess just now. Did | look ugly?” “Of course not! Mommy, you are the most beautiful woman in this world!” Catherine pinched his face. “Lincoln, you are such a sweet talker.” “Mommy, please sit on my bed. | want to hug you.” Only when he was with Catherine, Lincoln would take off his defense completely.

He wanted to play at being cute to his mother.

“Sure.” Catherine smiled happily. “Lethold you.” Catherine was sitting on the bed. Lincoln leaned in her arms. Because of the fever, his fair face looked ruby.

Catherine rubbed his head dearly.

“Lincoln, in the future, if you are sick, you should tell us. Don’t hide it. OK?” Lincoln didn’t answer. He didn’t want his mother to worry.

Catherine knew what was in his mind. She whispered, “I know you are a good boy, Lincoln. But, have you thought about it? In case, you get sick but you don’t tell others, what if Sophia and Snoozer will get infected? “Will you be worried if Sophia and Snoozer get sick?” Lincoln mumbled, “Yes.” Catherine smile in relief. “So, you can’t hide it when you get sick again in the future. If Mommy is not with you, you should tell the servant or your father.” “He is Mr. Clark. He is not my father,” Lincoln denied stubbornly. He would not admit that Anderson was his father.

“Okay. Just remember to tell the servant or Mr. Clark when you get sick.” Catherine knew that he had a knot in his heart to Anderson.

Anderson’s personality was so unpleasant that nobody would like him. She wouldn't force her children to like him.

She wondered why she would fall in love with Anderson back then.

After always two decades, she had already forgotten if she fell in love with him at the first sight.

She just thought that he was in a halo at that time.

Now, since she didn’t love him any longer, she turned to know what the halo was because of her love for him in her eyes.

Lincoln didn’t want to sleep, but under the medicine's effect and his flue, he closed his eyes.

Catherine stayed up the whole night last night, so she was also sleepy.

However, she had to watch the drips on both children. She dared not to fall asleep. Turning on her cell phone, she watched people chat in the group chat. Then she checked the comments under her comics.

Finally, she opened the news app.

In the entertainment sections, all promotion IDs were posting Johanna’s photos and articles, praising her for everything.

However, in the comment area, the netizens were not convinced.

Catherine smiled.

Johanna was so schemed and flattered Anderson so much. However, no matter how hard Anderson tried, she couldn't becpopular at all.

On the other hand, as soon as Johanna had arrived at the filming set, her agent rushed to her, whispering in her ears.

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