I’m Sorry But I Love You

Anderson frowned and replied, “I got it, so don’t you worry too much for now, Grandma. I will head out to pick her up now.”

After Catherine had finished her lunch, she curled up in front of the window while staring blankly into space. Her mind was.
contemplating the next step to be taken for Anderson to return her children to her.

Owen walked up to her and patted her on the back at that moment which had broken off her train of thought. She turned her head back and gazed at him with a puzzled face.

“I’m going back home later; do you want to come along with me? My mother misses you.” Catherine shook her head, “No, thanks.”

She did not want to meet anyone in her previous circle as she had had enough of their pitiful or haughty disdain looks on their faces whenever they saw her.

“Just help me to pass on my sincere regards to her.” She got up to see him off while uttering, “As a matter of fact, you wouldn’t have stayed in City A for so long if not for me, and I reckon your mom is still upset and blaming me for that.”

Owen pinched her cheek in a loving manner as he said, “Don’t think too much, alright?”

Catherine saw him off at the gate of the villa, and before he had departed, he gave her a hug while whispering in her ears, “Try not to overthink, I will bring the kids back. There’s a painted board in the study room, so you can sketch some cartoons if you feel bored.”

“Alright.” Catherine put on a smile and nodded in reply.
Their intimate interaction had been taken in by a man whom was seated in a car further away.

When Catherine was about to head back inside the villa after Owen had left, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone when she was turning her body which had caused her to jerk forward, “Why are you…” back again?

Her words were stuck in her throat when she had discerned the identity of the person whom was holding on to her arm, and her smile froze on her face while her countenance fell in a swift, “What are you doing here?”

“Why? Am I interrupting your intimate moment with him?” Anderson’s mouth curled up in a frigid manner, but his tone embodied a hint of jealousy that he himself was not even aware of.

Catherine laughed sarcastically at him as she ridiculed him, “We’re divorced for many years now, so I don’t think you have the right to butt in my private life. Or is it that Mr. Clark here is actually jealous?”

Anderson was stunned on the spot for a second, and soon after a frosty look manifested in his eyes as he eyed her up and down and scoffed afterwards, “You think too highly of yourself. You’re not my cup of tea back then, so it’s obvious that I would not even give you any thought now that you’re older.”

whom is younger than you an old woman when you’re

while walking towards

into the car for fear of security guards showing up anytime soon. When he got into the car, he promptly ordered the driver to head to the hospital, “Go to where Antonio

to open the door, Anderson held her hand down then and there and pressed her beneath his body as he questioned her with glaring eyes, “Do

silent and struggled with all her might to try to break free from his restraint, but he proceeded to clasp her hands tightly while staring at her whom was still struggling underneath

not qualified to be

not fit to be Lincoln and Sophia’s mother. She gritted her lips and uttered after a

the kids’ mother, except for him. He was the only one whom did not have the right to judge

been looking after Sophia? Why didn’t you inform me that she has congenital heart disease?” Anderson looked down on Catherine whom was still underneath him as

the latter part of his sentence as she

that she would not have that bad dream for no reason at all. Something bad must have happened to Sophia, and

something!” Catherine raised her voice and repeated, “Is Sophia’s

while ago that she was still talking back to him, and she seemed like she was overwhelmed with sorrow and dread as well as if her children were a

passed out due to hunger. She has just woken up a while ago, and all she does is crying

from hunger? Catherine thought to herself as utter disbelief

five-year-old would pass out from hunger in

the truth, and she said with a catch in her voice while pushing and shoving him, “Why didn’t you call me when she had not been eating? How could you just stand by and watch her passing out from hunger unfeelingly? Won’t your heart ache when

I’m not fit to be her mother, do you think you are eligible to be

briskly. He had never taken Sophia’s matter to heart ever since she had been admitted

said with a wistful smile when his heartless words had hit her, “The reason that you don’t like her is because she is my child,

he would not feel a single hint of

while his eyes darkened when he was confronted with her question, and

prickly and uptight when it had come to her children.

tears welling up in her eyes and her lips quivering uncontrollably, Catherine had bitten down on her lips and held back her tears,

state. “Since you don’t like them, why do you still want to take