I’m Sorry But I Love You

Chapter 13

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.” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

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.”

“Who are you to call me whom is younger than you an old woman when you’re the one who’s thirty this year?” Catherine sneered at him.

Anderson was rendered speechless by her remark, so in the end, he just dragged her by her arm while walking towards his car. “What do you want?” Catherine shrieked in fear as she tried to resist and back away from him.

Anderson furrowed his brows after seeing her struggling to free herself, and he decidedly carried her and threw her 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 is.”

“Let go of me!” Catherine yelled anxiously, and just when she was about 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 you want to die, Catherine?”

Catherine stayed 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 him with his dark eyes and yelled, “You are not qualified to be their mother!”

She was not qualified to be their mother?

Catherine was stupefied for a moment upon hearing his accusation that she was not fit to be Lincoln and Sophia’s mother. She gritted her lips and uttered after a long while, “Whom do you think you are to say that I am not worthy?”

Everyone in this world could point their fingers at her and criticized her for being unfit to be the kids’ mother, except for him. He was the only one whom did not have the right to judge her.

“How have you 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 he continued, “You must have been bewitched by Owen and only busy with your lovey-dovey relationship. Do you even keep the kids close at heart?”

“What did you say just now?” Catherine had filtered out the latter part of his sentence as she asked anxiously, “Did her condition turn worse?”

The nightmare that she had earlier suddenly struck her upon hearing his words as it turned out that she would not have that bad dream for no reason at all. Something bad must have happened to Sophia, and that thought had instantly torn Catherine’s heart out…

“Anderson! Say something!” Catherine raised her voice and repeated, “Is Sophia’s condition acting up again?”

Madness could be seen manifested in her eyes when it was only a 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 taboo to her.

Anderson finally uttered, “No. It’s just that she refuses to take her meal, so she has passed out due to hunger. She has just woken up a while ago, and all she does is crying out for you.”

Sophia had fainted from hunger? Catherine thought to herself as utter disbelief had written all over her face.

The fact that a five-year-old would pass out from hunger in the wealthy Clark family was ludicrous and absurd to take in.

Tears started to roll heavily down Catherine’s cheeks when she realized that it was indeed 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 you see her in that state?”

“How could you accuse me just now? If I’m not fit to be her mother, do you think you are eligible to be her father instead?”

“I don’t have time to look after her 24/7,” Anderson uttered briskly. He had never taken Sophia’s matter to heart ever since she had been admitted to the hospital.

Catherine wiped away her tears and 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, am I right?”

Since he did not favour her children at all, he would not care about them, and he would not feel a single hint of remorse even if Sophia had fainted due to hunger.

Anderson pursed his lips while his eyes darkened when he was confronted with her question, and even though he did not explicitly admit to it, he did not deny it as well.

“Is that so?” Catherine had turned prickly and uptight when it had come to her children. “Yes.”

Although she had already known the result deep down in her heart, her heart was still torn to shreds the moment she had heard it from him in person. Despite tears welling up in her eyes and her lips quivering uncontrollably, Catherine had bitten down on her lips and held back her tears, refusing to break down in front of him in an unyielding and pitiful manner.

Anderson felt an inexplicable excitement after looking at her resoluteness and piteous state. “Since you don’t like them, why do you still want to take them away from me? You can just continue living your high and mighty

life while my children and I go back to our ordinary lives. Isn’t it better for us to not meddle with each other’s business and just go our own way?”

To not to interfere with each other’s lives…

There was nothing wrong with that, but the thought of her starting a family which included his offspring with another man was. unbearable to Anderson.

“You wish. I will not let the Clark’s descendants to live a wretched life outside the family.”

“You disgust me, Anderson.” A wave of nausea had suddenly engulfed her, and her intense repugnance for him had made her retched while she held her throat.

Anderson’s face blackened in an instant, and he started to exude an air of frostiness as he threatened her, “Do you have a death wish, Catherine?”

“I would rather die if I have to be in the same space with you! Try to kill me if you can!” Catherine yelled back at him with a bitter look on her face.

Whenever she had set her eyes on Anderson’s face and heard his voice now, she would start to feel queasy, and the feeling of throwing up would come to her naturally.

“Why had I ended up falling in love with such a heartless man back then…”

Her gaze towards him was filled with abomination, and even the way she spoke was what he had detested the most. How could she, a murderer, criticize him when she had given birth to his offspring without his consent? It was already generous of him to not get even with her for bearing his children secretly.

What right did she have to denounce him now?

Anderson gave out a mirthless smile as his mouth curled upward after he was provoked by her words, then he uttered in a chilly voice that had come from the depths of hell, “Do you really wish to die?”

He lifted her chin while his fingers traced across and lingered on her smooth skin, and he proceeded to move his fingers downwards…

“I will not let you get your way.” Catherine’s body trembled violently from the sensation as she shrieked, “What the hell are you doing, Anderson!”

“Didn’t you say that you hated me?” Anderson chuckled as he leaned down on her and bit the corner of her lips in a demeaning manner, and the pain had almost caused her to exclaim out loud.

The corners of his mouth quirked up as he whispered, “Now, will you be sickened by me or yourself more if your whole body is full of my scent?”