I'm Sorry, But I Love You novel Chapter 33

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.

“October, have you found the person?”

When Emilia sent her a message, Catherine was still reading the comments that asking her to make an apology.

“Our project seems to survive. Someone even invested in it. October, I knew you would help us. Now I wouldn’t be fired...”

Then Emilia sent her a lot of words to thank her along with a bowing emoji at the end.

After reading her messages, Catherine didn’t reply to her. As long as the project went well, she didn’t want to get in touch with any others.

She was scared. She was afraid that all people that she knew would become the tools that Anderson could use to threaten her.

Catherine stared at her phone blankly. Suddenly her phone rang. She looked down and found it was Owen’s phone number. She didn’t answer.

When it stopped ringing automatically, she blocked his phone number.

[Catherine, why did you block me?] Soon, she received a message from Owen on the social network app.

[Where are you? I went to the hospital but Antonio said you’ve left.]

[Reply to my messages, Catherine. Have you forgotten our appointment?]

More and more messages from Owen were received. Facing the screen, Catherine could imagine how anxious he was. She still couldn’t give him any response, and she didn’t deserve Owen either.

Thinking carefully about the wording, she replied to him: [Owen, we shall stop keeping in touch with each other. I can’t be with you. I don’t deserve you.]

As soon as her message was sent, Owen immediately replied to her.

[Did Anderson Clark threaten you again?]

Gritting her teeth, Catherine replied: [Nope. I’ve thought it over carefully. Owen, I don’t like you. I still love Anderson. I can’t marry you.]