I’m Sorry But I Love You

Chapter 82

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, Antonio wrapped around her waist from the back to keep her balance.
He asked with concern, “Are you all right?”

“I’m fine. How’s Sophia? I 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? Let me tell you. Dream on! You’ll never be able to get rid of me all 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 Antonio came back to his senses, he saw Catherine’s lips were bleeding.
Antonio growled, “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.

of blood. Her heart went icily cold … for Isabella, he hated

shirt. “Anderson, please stop it. Sophia is still in the ward. Let’s

to be scared, Anderson calmed down when noticing her reddish eyes. “Please don’t be

into Anderson’s arms, she said, “Anderson, please stop

back gently. “I’m fine. You are indeed like her, too kind, too

watched

was bleeding as

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

see your

to his office. Antonio asked unintentionally as he disinfected her, “Are you still tangled with

pestering me.” Catherine closed her eyes. “Except for my children, I don’t

was way worn

both psychically and

she would be tortured to death by Anderson

he swallowed them back when they reached the tip of his tongue. He carefully dealt with her

would always get colds every winter. When they were young, I didn’t pay much attention once.

He’s sitting next to Sophia’s

in agreement. On the other side. Anderson and Johanna had already

brought you cookies. Do you want some? They are quite yummy!” Johanna looked at Sophia lying on the

I want Mommy. You bad woman! Get out! Don’t pester my daddy!” Johanna looked at Anderson, a trace of embarrassment flashing through

at Sophia, Anderson frowned. He snapped in anger, “Sophia Clark, where

her eyes turned red in a grievance. She hugged Lincoln next to her. “Lincoln, I don’t love

cried fiercely and coughed

the most. He raised his

a gentle voice, “Anderson, please don’t scold her. She’s still young. If she has formed some

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