I'm Sorry, But I Love You
Chapter 33: I’m Sorry
Catherine turned around and went upstairs while saying, “Not necessary.”
The maid hurriedly caught up with her. “Miss Johnson, please don’t make it difficult for me. If Mr. Clark knew that you hadn’t taken the pill, we would be blamed. I’m just an employee...”
Catherine said with a cold face, “Please tell Anderson Clark - I won’t get pregnant with his baby. If I did, I would have an abortion myself.”
She wouldn’t be pregnant anymore.
Not in her whole lifetime.
Anderson didn’t need to worry too much.
The maid held the pills and called Anderson in a panic.
‘Have an abortion herself!’ The words reechoed in Anderson’s mind.
The more he listened to the maid, the more darkened his face became. He emanated coldness all over his body, wondering how much she didn’t want to have his baby.
…
Catherine was imprisoned in Ziting Villa by Anderson. Neither Sophia nor Lincoln was here. She wondered where he had sent them to.
She asked the maid once, but the maid refused to tell her anything.
In the whole villa, all the servants, maids, and bodyguards were like robots who got instructions from Anderson. She seemed to be the only human, who was also a half-ghost.
After taking a shower again, Catherine looked at the body lotion with the rose scent for the female and was stunned.
She had known Anderson for so many years and she knew that he would never use such a thing, let alone the lotion for the female.
She had been tortured by him in this way, but she still felt a sharp pang in her heart when seeing such a private female product. She felt the pang would strangle her to death. After putting down the body lotion in her hands, Catherine looked at the woman in the mirror - the rims of her eyes were hollow and her face was pale, and there was no spark in her eyes at all. She wondered if the woman was still herself.
Fortunately, Anderson didn’t block the web usage nor did he take away her cell phone. Catherine had been sitting next to the window and browsing online. She looked at the curses in the comment area of the comics as well as the photos in which she was taking drugs.
She looked at them again and again as if she was abusing herself.
you found the
sent her a message, Catherine was still reading the comments
invested in it. October, I knew you would help us. Now I
her a lot of words to thank her along with a bowing emoji
as the project went well, she
scared. She was afraid that all people that she knew would become the tools that Anderson could use to threaten
her phone blankly. Suddenly her phone rang. She looked
ringing automatically, she blocked his
she received a message from Owen on the social
to the
Catherine. Have
the screen, Catherine could imagine how anxious he was. She still couldn’t give him any response, and she didn’t
stop keeping in touch with
her message was
Anderson Clark threaten
it over carefully. Owen, I don’t like you.
Owen could leave her
the simple words on his phone screen, Owen clenched his hands into
always followed me since her childhood and can play at being cute. I don’t think you truly meant
We should experience everything together as a
sentence, and she burst
she just wiped off her tears, blocked Owen’s account IDs and all account IDs that they
his traces
by her parents to match Owen’s because of their child betrothal. For another instance, almost all the blood in her body now
lost
sitting next to the window for
walked in, the maid walked over and said in a panic, “Mr. Clark, Miss Johnson hasn’t eaten anything for a whole day. I
went
weak figure sitting in front of the French window. She huddled up, hugging her legs in her arms, and bent down her
couldn’t help but step softly, walking