I’m Sorry But I Love You

“I don’t want to follow anyone else. I just want my mommy. Don’t leave me, mommy. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again…”

Catherine was initially feeling tensed, but she calmed down after being interrupted. She kneeled down and talked in a soft voice, “Mommy didn’t abandon you. You did nothing wrong. I have no work lately. Let’s go travel abroad for a few days.”

Catherine called Owen after reassuring Sophia, but no one answered.
She guessed he was going through a rough patch at work for not coming back the whole night.

Catherine had no time to ponder about it and she bought the tickets online and ordered a taxi. She immediately packed some clothes and took her notebook and graphics tablet with her.

Sophia was holding her baby shark doll, “Mommy, where are we going?”

“So I don’t have to go to school, is it?”

“Yes. But you have to let Lincoln tutor you on your homework.”

Catherine talked to Sophia as she moved the luggage to the door.

Then she went to the kid’s bedroom to take their daily essentials. The doorbell rang when she was almost done packing.
“Sophia, Lincoln, please help me open the door. It’s the driver.”

Sophia rushed over and stood on tiptoe to open the door, “Sir, you’re here to pick us up…”

“Lincoln, this driver looks so handsome. The most handsome driver I’ve ever seen.”

Sophia exclaimed as she looked at the driver with admiration, “Sir, you look like my brother.”

Sophia, and his face changed as he saw the man.

realized that the visitor might not be the driver but Anderson Clark. She immediately rushed out of the bedroom and saw the two of them

though Catherine had guessed Anderson coming back, she would still be in fear and trembling to see him. She instinctively pulled Sophia and Lincoln behind her and guarded

seeing her being so defensive, “Long time no see. Aren’t you letting me in?” Catherine felt a

Clark, I’ve called the police. Please leave my house as soon

for the first time hearing this

misunderstood. When Sophia and I were born, we didn’t have a father, neither now. Even if we did, it wouldn’t

and it was annoying. Anderson was fretting for this kid, behaving exactly like his mom. “Whether you admit it or not, you’re my child.” There was so much anger

was even calmer than

the one speaking wasn’t Lincoln

the collar and

in her arms, looking at Anderson,

still so pretty and being mean too. “Nothing to do with me?” Anderson got closer and whispered in Catherine’s

breath in her ear was so irritating. Catherine took a step back and said in a shaky voice, “I had already given birth to the children, and I don’t need your help raising them. The price that I had

been put in prison for three years

itched to strangle him to

Catherine’s chin, “That’s what you deserve!” Catherine felt sour. She deserved it all

up, “Why are you being such a bitch, Mr. Clark?” She finally used the phrase that

and gorgeous compared to her four years ago. The gentleness she used to be was just her disguise. This was what she looked like, being hypocritical. Anderson loathed this kind of feeling, and he

side. She was about to push Anderson out when Sophia came out from behind her and wrapped around Anderson’s

shake her off, but then realizeing that the child