I’m Sorry But I Love You

Chapter 4

“I don’t want to follow anyone else. I just want my mommy. Don’t leave me, mommy. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again…”

Catherine was initially feeling tensed, but she calmed down after being interrupted. She kneeled down and talked in a soft voice, “Mommy didn’t abandon you. You did nothing wrong. I have no work lately. Let’s go travel abroad for a few days.”

Catherine called Owen after reassuring Sophia, but no one answered. She guessed he was going through a rough patch at work for not coming back the whole night.

Catherine had no time to ponder about it and she bought the tickets online and ordered a taxi. She immediately packed some clothes and took her notebook and graphics tablet with her.

Sophia was holding her baby shark doll, “Mommy, where are we going?”

“So I don’t have to go to school, is it?”

“Yes. But you have to let Lincoln tutor you on your homework.”

Catherine talked to Sophia as she moved the luggage to the door.

Then she went to the kid’s bedroom to take their daily essentials. The doorbell rang when she was almost done packing. “Sophia, Lincoln, please help me open the door. It’s the driver.”

Sophia rushed over and stood on tiptoe to open the door, “Sir, you’re here to pick us up…”

“Lincoln, this driver looks so handsome. The most handsome driver I’ve ever seen.”

Sophia exclaimed as she looked at the driver with admiration, “Sir, you look like my brother.”

Lincoln followed behind Sophia, and his face changed as he saw the man. He regained his composure quickly and pulled Sophia behind him.

It was tranquil in the living room. There was no sound of the kids, and Catherine realized that the visitor might not be the driver but Anderson Clark. She immediately rushed out of the bedroom and saw the two of them confronting silently at the door.

A heavy silence fell upon the room. Even though Catherine had guessed Anderson coming back, she would still be in fear and trembling to see him. She instinctively pulled Sophia and Lincoln behind her and guarded them. Her gentle and charming gaze turned cold abruptly.

Anderson sneered, seeing her being so defensive, “Long time no see. Aren’t you letting me in?” Catherine felt a shiver down her spine, “Now isn’t a good time.” “What if I insist?”

Feeling Catherine’s trepidation, Lincoln stood out from behind her, “Mr. Clark, I’ve called the police. Please leave my house as soon as possible.”

“Mr. Clark?” Anderson felt irritating for the first time hearing this title, “Call me daddy.”

“I’m afraid that Mr. Clark has misunderstood. When Sophia and I were born, we didn’t have a father, neither now. Even if we did, it wouldn’t be you too. Please don’t disturb our lives.”

Lincoln’s words were polite but detached, and it was annoying. Anderson was fretting for this kid, behaving exactly like his mom. “Whether you admit it or not, you’re my child.” There was so much anger in Anderson’s voice.

“This may not be changed, but it’s exactly what I hate the most.” Lincoln was even calmer than Anderson, “However, now that I’ve seen Mr. Clark for real, you’re even disgusting.”

Catherine would applaud on the spot if the one speaking wasn’t Lincoln and the other one wasn’t Anderson.

Anderson was hot under the collar and instructed his bodyguard, “Take them away.”

“How dare you!” Catherine held Lincoln in her arms, looking at Anderson, “The kids are mine. It has nothing to do with you.”

Anderson stepped forward, looking down at Catherine. She was still so pretty and being mean too. “Nothing to do with me?” Anderson got closer and whispered in Catherine’s ear, “Could you give birth by yourself without me?”

The breath in her ear was so irritating. Catherine took a step back and said in a shaky voice, “I had already given birth to the children, and I don’t need your help raising them. The price that I had paid, wasn’t it enough?”

She had been put in prison for three years and her home was broken. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

She was itched to strangle him to death.

“Are you aggrieved?” Anderson stepped back, and his slender fingers lifted Catherine’s chin, “That’s what you deserve!” Catherine felt sour. She deserved it all for loving the wrong person.

“What are you here for?” Catherine looked up, “Why are you being such a bitch, Mr. Clark?” She finally used the phrase that Anderson used to call her back on him.

Catherine was now even mean and gorgeous compared to her four years ago. The gentleness she used to be was just her disguise. This was what she looked like, being hypocritical. Anderson loathed this kind of feeling, and he increased the strength of his hand, “You don’t know why I’m here? Who let you giving birth to my children?”

Catherine forced herself not to show her weak side. She was about to push Anderson out when Sophia came out from behind her and wrapped around Anderson’s leg.

Anderson subconsciously wanted to shake her off, but then realizeing that the child was his, he hesitated and didn’t move.

Right at that moment, Sophia bit on him. Her face scrunched up for biting too hard.

Anderson felt the pain and wanted to get her away from him. He looked at that spitting image of himself. Her crystal eyes were filled with tears. Anderson couldn’t lay his hand on her, and he gave Catherine a cold-eyed stare, “Get her away.”

“Come here, Sophia,” Catherine called Sophia out gently and patted Sophia’s back lightly. Catherine held back her tears as she felt that Sophia was trembling, “Don’t be afraid. Mommy’s here.”

Sophia then let go of Anderson’s leg and cried out, “Stop bullying my mommy.”

Finished saying, she turned around and buried herself into Catherine’s arms, crying. Catherine couldn’t help but fall into tears seeing Sophia cried.

Catherine gently wiped the bloodstain in Sophia’s mouth, “Don’t cry. Mommy’s here. Nobody can bring you away.” Her tears fell down as she comforted Sophia.

“Don’t cry, dear. It’s mommy’s fault…”

The woman who was just vividly arguing with him was now washed out, lacking strength, and just feeling distorted. Anderson felt dismayed looking at her.

Lincoln was standing beside Catherine with his eyes red, “Mr. Clark, are you satisfied yet?”

Anderson was lost for words for the first time when being questioned.

A child under five like him didn’t behave like a child at all. Anderson even felt that there was an old soul trapped in that young body.

“Please leave then.” Even at that moment, the kid could still be sensible and made him leave.

“What’s wrong with her?” He had never seen Catherine in such condition, feeling wrong.