I’m Sorry But I Love You

“Postpartum depression.”

Without any defense, he felt a severe pain in an instant. Anderson couldn’t tell whether it was his leg or

somewhere else that was aching. He repeated implausibly, “Postpartum depression, that’s

impossible…”

The man who had always been calm seemed to have lost his mind as he was devoured by fear.

The sound of a weeping woman sounded harsh in his ears and he felt his heart throbbing in pain.

“Mr. Clark, does this illness sound familiar to you?” Lincoln sneered, “May I ask if you have forgiven

that man, Mr. Clark?”

The smile on Lincoln’s face was even obvious, “The man who had caused your mother, who suffered

from postpartum depression, to commit suicide by jumping off a building.”

Anderson stepped back as he was slightly frightened on the spur of the moment when he saw the smile

on Lincoln’s face.

Lincoln looked at him and put away his smile. He regained his indifference, “Sophia and I don’t have a

father in the past, and we won’t have it in the future either. Even if we have, it wouldn’t be you.”

“I didn’t hurt her.” As she cried, her emotions gradually became worse. Lincoln quickly turned around

and grabbed Sophia’s hand, “Come down here, Mommy needs to take her medicine.”

Sophia was crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath, but she still reached out her little hand

and crawled out from Catherine’s embrace to hug Lincoln. His movement was so smooth that it

seemed like he had done it countless times.

Catherine looked at the man standing at the door as her tears streamed down. She was so demented

that she grabbed his collar, “Anderson, I hate you!”

“I hate you so much!”

“Why did you not trust me? Why did you hurt my parents and caused them death? Why?” Anderson’s

frightened look reflected in her red and teary eyes.

“You’ve completely ruined my life. I shouldn’t have loved you.” Catherine suddenly knelt down. She

tightly hugged her legs and sobbed, “This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have saved Isabella. I shouldn’t

have loved you. It’s my fault. I know I’m wrong now. Dad, mom, please come back…”

Anderson tried to bend over and pull her up, but he didn’t have any strength when he stretched out his

hand to grab her. It seemed as if his whole body had been drained.

“Honey, let’s go to a happy place together. Your grandparents are there and they’ll love you two a lot…”

After she had cried enough, Catherine got up and walked towards the window. She stretched out her

arms and made a hugging action while clapping her hands, “Let’s go, Mommy will take you to Grandpa

and Grandma.”

“Don’t bully my child. Hit me if you want.”

Anderson leaned on the doorframe dispiritedly. Where did her pride go?

Where was her pride as the daughter of the Johnson family?

He had thought that she would receive the punishment that she deserved in prison. He even thought

that she would die in there, but he didn’t expect that she would give birth to his children in prison at all

that they ended up in the current situation.

Anderson didn’t know how he left. In the car, he kept thinking about the words of child that had his

blood flowing in him, “You’ve killed all your relatives, so we aren’t your family anymore. I know your

identity and that you have the ability to take us back, but I will never admit you as my father.”

The child’s gaze was firm. Although he was young, his words were even more matured than that of an

adult.

Why did it become like this? Why?

After a long moment, Anderson punched against the car. The Rolls Royce was dented in an instant and

the bodyguards beside Anderson looked at him while trembling.

One of them boldly asked, “Mr. Clark, why don’t we take her back with you?”

Anderson coldly glanced at them.

“No need.”

The bodyguards saw Anderson’s mood turning worse now.

After Anderson had left, Lincoln ran over to hug Catherine and murmured, “Don’t be afraid, Mommy.

Me and Sophia will always be here for you. We won’t leave you.”

After a while, Catherine had finally calmed down. She passionately looked at little Lincoln.

“Sophia, go get some warm water and take Mommy’s medicine here. I’ll put Mommy to sleep.”

After Catherine fell asleep, Lincoln looked at the empty door frame. He checked for the handyman’s

contact online and called them here to install a new door.

Then, he went back to the bedroom and lay next to Catherine with Sophia.

When Catherine woke up again, she saw these two children sleeping beside her and she felt much

calmer.

She was glad that they were still here.

Lincoln immediately opened his eyes as he felt someone moving. When he saw that Catherine had

woken up, he put on a joyful smile on his face.

Catherine felt bad, “I’m sorry, honey. Let’s leave this place, okay? Mommy will take you and your sister

abroad, and we shall never come back again.”

“Mommy, you said that escaping was the most cowardly and pointless action.” Lincoln held her hands,

“He already knew about our existence. With the Clark family’s capability, he will be able to find us

anywhere if he wants to.”

Lincoln was right. With Anderson’s personality, Catherine knew that it would be useless to escape from

him if he were to find them.

“Don’t worry, Mommy. He didn’t take us away this time, perhaps he wouldn’t come back again.”

Catherine nodded and looked around the house, “But we have to move away from here, otherwise we’ll

cause trouble to Owen.”

Since she wasn’t preparing to run away for the moment, Catherine sorted out her valuable items and

called a moving service to move her things.

After that, she called Owen.

“Hello, Cathy?” Owen sounded tired.

“Owen, I’m moving out.”

Owen frowned, “What’s wrong? You don’t feel comfortable living here? I have another estate

elsewhere. How about moving into a bigger house?

“That’s not the reason. Your house is fine.” Catherine was afraid that he would misunderstand,

“Anderson had found us here, so I’m taking Sophia and Lincoln to somewhere else.”

“Then, why don’t you move into my other estate?” Owen quickly reacted as he muttered gently, “Are

you afraid of causing me trouble?”

Catherine kept quiet.

Owen sighed, “It’s okay, Cathy. I’m not afraid of him.”

She knew he wasn’t afraid of him. If not, he wouldn’t risk to save her out. However, she was afraid

because she knew Anderson too well. She knew he was a cruel and selfish man who would fight over

everything. If he knew that Owen had saved her, he certainly wouldn’t let go of the Torres family.

“You don’t have to persuade me, Owen.” She wasn’t afraid of anything now, but she didn’t want to

cause trouble to other people, ‘I’ve already found a decent house, the moving service will be here

soon.”

Owen felt helpless, “Alright then, where are you moving to?”

She told Owen the name of her residential district and hung up the phone to continue moving. She

didn’t earn much from her comic manuscripts, but she still found a relatively high-end housing estate.

Although she knew she couldn’t stop Anderson if he wanted to find them, she could at least be at ease

for the moment.

Anderson didn’t come to find them after she had moved out a month ago, so she finally felt at ease.

An unexpected thing happened on Monday. Catherine was still drawing her manuscript when the

school teacher contacted her.

“We wanted to stop them, but the other party brought a few bodyguards along. The school’s security

guards couldn’t fight them at all.” The teacher sounded anxious, “Ms. Johnson, they were two senior

citizens who claimed to be Sophia and Lincoln’s great grandparents. Do you know them? Shall we call

the police?”