I’m Sorry But I Love You

The disgusting smell of vomit filled the air and Anderson walked briskly to the car. He shoved Catherine into the car, took off his shirt, and threw it away immediately.

Paul was shocked by Anderson’s forceful actions and then looked at the drunk and unconscious Catherine. He then reacted and asked, “Where are we going, Mr. Clark?”

“Jiayue Apartments.” Since Anderson did not have an apartment there, Paul thought that it was Ms. Johnson’s new place at City W.

It was clear Mr. Clark was disgusted with Ms. Johnson each time he saw her. He even gave her extra pressure for her work.
Then he wanted someone to investigate Ms. Johnson’s living situation. As an ordinary folk, he couldn’t understand how the wealthy people thought.

“Anderson, you scoundrel!” The yell from the back seat startled Paul. He took a peek at the rearview mirror and saw Ms.
Johnson scolding and beating Mr. Clark.

Anderson also didn’t expect that Catherine would suddenly punch him several times on his abdomen. He endured the pain as he grabbed Catherine’s hands, “Catherine, are you tired of living?”

“Get lost!” Catherine thought that she had dreamt of Anderson, “Get lost! I was doing fine and why did you appear in my life again?”

Catherine struggled as she tried to hit Anderson.

He had thrown away his shirt and was topless. She continued to flail and tried to hit him. In his eyes, she was no different from a lunatic.

Anderson looked gloomy and yelled, “Catherine, wake up!”

Catherine was in a daze and didn’t respond to Anderson. She looked in a daze at Anderson and said, “Give Lincoln back to me.
What right do you have to take him away from me? Why…”

in frustration, “Lincoln is also my son and should naturally be with the Clark

birth to children for you. Go and look for Allison to bear children for you. Even Sienna. Just give me

What the hell?

we’re at Jiayue

a sigh of relief

red. Then he realized that Catherine no longer used this passcode. The changed passcode made him feel upset. He then took Catherine’s thumb to

entered the door, Sophia ran out in her cute

even happier. She ran

drunk? It’s so smelly. Daddy quick let Mommy take a shower.” Anderson carried Catherine into the

looked particularly peaceful. Her long eyelashes were like a small handheld fan. She was quiet and beautiful. Her face was

day. He forcibly controlled himself in front of Catherine until he saw the scar on her abdomen. Anderson broke out in cold sweat and came to his senses. His eyes stared at the scar

He struggled for a long time before carrying her onto the bed

with mommy?” Sophia carried her teddy bear and

unhappily and continued, “Why can’t daddy stay with us?” Anderson nodded, “I’ll have the driver

is trying to fool me. You can

“Okay, daddy will call the driver. Sophia can

sleeping together before I go to sleep.” Sophia felt insecure and stared at Anderson. Anderson had no choice

and now she was already curled up like a kid. Anderson sat at the bedside and looked at Catherine’s

but it felt warm. Next to the wall was a table with a row of photographs. Anderson looked at them. Almost all of them were Sophia

there was a photo frame on the bedside table. He picked it