I'm Sorry, But I Love You novel 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.

Catherine tasted a mouthful of blood.

Her heart went icily cold ... for Isabella, he hated her for the whole lifetime, and he would pester and humiliate her all her life...

Johanna stood aside, her eyes full of hatred. She walked to Anderson, tugging the hemline of his shirt. “Anderson, please stop it. Sophia is still in the ward. Let’s go check on her first. You can get even with Catherine later.”

Looking at Johanna’s timid face that she seemed to be scared, Anderson calmed down when noticing her reddish eyes. “Please don’t be afraid.”

Johanna’s tears dropped. Throwing herself into Anderson’s arms, she said, “Anderson, please stop doing it. I’m worried about you...”

Anderson patted her on the back gently. “I’m fine. You are indeed like her, too kind, too timid.”

With bleeding lips, Catherine watched the scene and laughed.

Her heart was bleeding as well.

Antonio patted Catherine 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 voice.

“Let’s deal with your wound first. If you go to see your children in this way, they’ll be worried.” Antonio’s clean voice was determined.

Catherine smiled pitifully. She hadn’t thought of it earlier.

She followed Antonio to his office.

Antonio asked unintentionally as he disinfected her, “Are you still tangled with him now?”

“As you’ve seen, it’s he who keeps pestering me.” Catherine closed her eyes. “Except for my children, I don’t want to get in touch with him anymore. I’m so exhausted.”

She was way worn out.