I’m Sorry But I Love You

Antonio measured 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.

Antonio checked Lincoln up and prescribed some medicine 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, Antonio had seen a lot of grownups shed tears during the skin test.
The needle was stung into Lincoln’s small arm.

Antonio could 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.

Antonio cast 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, Antonio put 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.

on the sofa. Seeing her bustle and hustle everywhere and her tiring face, he

Lincoln are both under the treatment now. I have shooting this afternoon. Could you sent me to the

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.

Anderson said, “Catherine Johnson.”

wondering why he would have called her out of no

With a cold face, she said, “Thank you, Mr. Clark and Miss Scott. You

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

wondered if this woman would rather die than showing her weakness to him.

the VIP ward. Catherine watched in the

her lips into a smiling arc,

She felt too ridiculous.

him for almost two decades, she received nothing but ended up covered with wounds.

and approached him. She asked in a low voice, “Sophia is sleeping now. Why

palm. His ever-calm eyes were full of his love for Catherine

to see

were wiped off, almost

I haven’t been with you, Mommy. If I recover, will

her

right, Mommy. I’m a big kid

sadness in difficulty, she said, “I’m going to the bathroom very quick.” When

turned on the tap, sobbing in

down. She washed her face and tidied her hair.

this morning, so I didn’t wash my face or comb

Mommy, you are the most beautiful woman in this world!” Catherine pinched his face.

hug you.” Only when he was with Catherine, Lincoln would

play at being cute

Catherine smiled happily. “Let me hold

was sitting on the bed. Lincoln leaned in her arms. Because of the fever, his fair face looked ruby. Catherine rubbed his head

you are sick, you should tell