I’m Sorry But I Love You

In the following few days, Catherine's cold was getting worse. She was coughing while painting.

It was so difficult for her to find a job, so Catherine spent almost all her spare ton painting. Only in this way would she not keep thinking about her children.

The editor added her into a chat group, in which all the painters of the platform were.

It was quite vivid in the chat group. Catherine would make tto have a glance at the messages. She saw a painter who had just beca mother asked about the formula milk for her baby. Catherine recalled the formula milk that Sophia and Lincoln had taken. Then she wrote the advantages and shortages of each formula milk and sent it into the chat group.

As soon as she finished typing, the editor asked her in the private chat window.

“How many save drafts do you have now?” Catherine sent her finished comics to the editor altogether.

“You should draw more. Our website wanted to make a poster and promote your works. If you don’t have enough drafts, the effect would not be ideal.” Seeing the message from the editor, Catherine felt delighted. She just used this Website not long ago. Earlier, there was such an incident. Hence, she had never expected that the editor would help her with the promotion.

She knew it clearly. The website employees might have done it for Ethan's sake.

When she finished chatting with the editor and was about to quit the chatting app, she saw someone nicknamed Gianna sent her an invitation for a private chat. It was the new mother who asked about the formula milk in the group chat earlier.

Catherine seldom added unknown people. However, thinking of the topics about the baby that the person asked in the group chat earlier, Catherine thought she must have a baby. With kindness, she pressed the add button.

“Thank you so much. Did you also give birth to your baby not long ago?” As soon as she added the person, Gianna sent her a message together with her baby’s photo.

The baby was only a few months old, fair and chubby, looking like a cotton ball. Catherine couldn't help recalling how Sophia and Lincoln looked when they were little.

They were twins with premature birth. When they were just born, they were weak and small. They were taken care of in ICU for almost one month. Later Sophia was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. At that time, Catherine was always worried that her kids couldn’t make it. She always dreamed about her children...

They were far less healthy than the baby in the photo sent by Gianna.

“Not really. My children are grown up.” It was just that they were not with her now.

Gianna had just beca mother, so she discussed with Catherine about the baby’s matters with enthusiasm. It was difficult for Catherine not to think about Sophia and Lincoln.

She hadn’t seen Sophia for so many days. The last twhen she was sick, she only saw Lincoln. She missed them crazily.

Finally, Catherine made an excuse and stopped talking about the babies with Gianna. However, she wasn’t in the mood to continue drawing.

At the thought of the prepared medicine by Antonio, she tidied herself up and went to his hospital.

Before she cover, she didn’t inform Antoahead. Unexpectedly, she saw Owen in Antonio's office.

She wanted to hide away but it was too late.

Owen saw her, his eyes full of surprise. “Hey, Cathy!” Catherine pretended to be cold. “Hi, Mr. Torres.” Her attitude of alienation hurt Owen. He walked to her. “Cathy, do you really have to do this? You shutdown.” Catherine fell into the silence. She hadn’t seen Owen for a long time. He looked more haggard than he was before, which made her feel bitter and sad.

“Cathy, I've been knowing you for twenty-seven years. When you were still in auntie’s belly, | would always talk to you. In this world, | know you more than you yourself do. | know very well what's in your mind.” Owen pulled over Catherine and said emotionally, “I know you are afraid that you would bringtrouble, but I've never been afraid of that. I'm afraid that you would hide fromand leave me.” Catherine forced her to look calm, wanting to hide from Owen.

Seeing that she was avoiding him, Owen was afraid that she would sneak away. Directly he pulled her into his arms.

Catherine frowned slightly.

Seeing Owen so emotional, Antowalked up to pull Catherine out from Owen's arms. Frowning, he said, “Owen, you've gone too far.” Antonio’s voice was cold as well as rigorous. Upon hearing his voice, Owen calmed down.

He looked at Catherine apologetically and handed the medicines in his hands over to her. “Here you are. Please letknow if you need more. If you don’t want to see me, contact Antonio. I'll send the medicine to him.” After saying that, Owen reached out and hugged Catherine. He hugged her so tightly that seemingly he wanted to melt her into his flesh and bones.

Then he left after hugging her. With the medicine in her hands, Catherine looked at Owen's disappointing back, tears falling.

Although she and Owen were not family, they were more close than family members. When she was young, her parents were busy doing business and they didn’t have tto take care of her. Before she was ten, it was Owen who always accompanied her. Now suddenly they couldn’t contact each other. She was the one insisting so, but she didn’t feel happy about it at all.

Antopassed her a handkerchief. Catherine took it over and wiped off her tears. After inhaling deeply a few times, she gradually calmed down.

Seeing her adjust her mood so quickly, Antosmiled, but there was no amusement in his eyes at all.

“I'm sorry. Owen heard that | was looking for the medicines, so he guessed that it was you who needed them. He chere all of a sudden. Unexpectedly you would bump into each other,” said Antoapologetically.

The medicine was developed by Owen’s company and there were not many patients who needed it. Besides, the patient also knew Antonio. Hence, it was not difficult for Owen to figure out that the patient was Catherine.

“Thank you all the same.” Antothrew his hands up and said, “I didn’t help you much. Do you needto convince Anderson for you?” Catherine curled up her lips into an ironic smile. “No, thanks. He wanted to torture and humiliatedeliberately.

No one could convince him.” Antolooked at her with concerns. He also knew Anderson well. Catherine must have suffered a lot. She used to be such a goddess.

“Let’s not talk about it. It's noon. Lettreat you for lunch,” Antoinvited her.

Catherine refused. Because of Anderson, she didn’t dare to get too close to any other person. She was afraid that those people would get revenged by him.

She casually found a small restaurant and had lunch. Before she was going back home, her phone rang.

She swiped to answer. “Hello?” “Catherine, it's me. Let's have a talk, shall we?” Catherine heard the gentle voice from the other end of the line. She recognized the person as soon as she heard the voice and she also figured out why the person wanted to talk to her.

“Hello, Catherine, are you listening?” Catherine went back to her senses. “Yes, I'm listening. Auntie, where shall we meet?” “Cloud Club.” Catherine hailed a taxi to Cloud Club, which was a high-end private beauty salon. She hadn’t entered it for so many years.

As soon as she walked in, a staff cto her with a smile. “Good day, Miss. Do you have the membership?” “No, | don’t. I'm here to find my friend.” The staff creased her brow slightly. “I'm sorry but you can’t go upstairs without the membership. It’s for protecting our high-end customer’s information.” As soon as the staff finished speaking, a pretty woman in a cheongsam made of gambiered Canton silk walked downstairs and scolded the staff in a soft tone, “What are you talking about? This is my honored guest.” Then she called Catherine dearly, “Cathy, | haven't seen you for so many years. Cover. Lettake a look at you.”