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I'm Sorry, But I Love You novel Chapter 60

Anderson cast a glance at Johanna, who had a naive smile while sitting next to him.

Johanna thought that she had pissed off Anderson. Biting her lips, she said in a low voice, “Forget it.”

She looked quite pitiful.

That look was so like Isabella’s.

Anderson was staring at her.

But Johanna could always sense that he was looking at someone else through her. This feeling bothered her a lot.

Her hands clenched into fists, and her knuckles went white.

She forced a smile and shook the man’s arm. “I just like this role so much, so I want to act her. It’s all right if I can’t get the role. Anderson, please don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry,” said Anderson.

He looked out of the window. “I’ll go to talk to Catherine Johnson.”

Although it was supposed to be good news, when Johanna heard that Anderson was going to talk to Catherine, for some reason, she felt a sense of crisis.

Through the past few days, although she hadn’t got to know the detailed grudges between Catherine and Anderson, she knew that Catherine was his ex-wife. They have two children together.

Catherine was so good-looking.

Although according to the information she got, Anderson hated Catherine the most, faintly, Johanna still couldn’t rest assured.

However, if Anderson went to talk to Catherine for the role of Amanda for her, Johanna believed that it would humiliate Catherine.

Johanna was still hesitating how to make the choice.

“Go ahead and watch it. I’m going to talk with her about this role.” Anderson stood up suddenly.

“Wait...” Johanna wanted to stop him.

As if he hadn’t heard her, he took down his suit jacket from the rack, strode to the door of his office, and opened it to walk out.

Catherine had never expected that she would see Anderson when pushing her door open to get the takeout.

Warily, she took a step back, aiming to close the door.

The man acted faster than she did. Reaching out, he dragged the door that was about to close.

Catherine took the advantage of her position, trying hard to close the door, but her strength couldn’t be compared to Anderson’s.

They were deadlocked in silence. Finally, Anderson ran out of his patience. “Let go.”

“No way.” She knew there wouldn’t be anything good if Anderson came to her door. She didn’t want to see this man. She must be out of her mind to let him walk into her apartment.

Anderson looked cold. “If you don’t let go, I’ll ask someone to take off your door.”

Recalling the door taking off by him in City A, Catherine had to let go.

She turned around, walked in, and put the takeout on the table. Staring at Anderson, she asked, “Mr. Clark, please go ahead telling me what you are here for.”

Anderson thought about Johanna’s request, but when the words reached the tip of his tongue, he couldn’t speak it out.

Seeing that he kept silent for a long time, Catherine untied the bag of the takeout. “Mr. Clark, if you haven’t thought of how to trouble me or humiliate me, please allow me to eat something first.”

When she opened the plastic lunch box, a smell of bad and greasy food was in the air for a moment.

Anderson looked at the greasy rice, frowning deeply. “What’s this?”

“Chicken braised with brown sauce.” Catherine poured some soup onto the rice. Picking up a spoonful of rice and stuffing them into her mouth, she closed her eyes in satisfaction.

“So you are eating such junk food, aren’t you?” Anderson frowned.

“Of course.” Catherine looked at Anderson as if she was looking at a lunatic. “You think all the ordinary people could afford to eat food from the Michelin three-star restaurants every day, don’t you?”

How delicious the chicken braised with brown sauce was!

Her tone was full of irony and disdain.

“Catherine Johnson, you can’t speak properly now, can you?” Anderson said in anger.

Putting down her chopsticks, Catherine raised her head and looked at the angry man. “You are wrong. I just can’t speak properly to you. If you want me to do anything today, just go ahead. If nothing, please leave my apartment.

Antonio didn’t mind at all. He smiled and suggested, “Shall we go for a barbecue? I haven’t had it for a long time. I long for eating it.”

“Sure.”

Antonio drove over. Catherine didn’t want to be close to Anderson, so naturally, she decided to take Antonio’s car.

Much to her surprise, someone was so shameless.

Anderson sat in Antonio’s car.

He was sitting next to Catherine in the backseat, making Antonio on the driver’s seat the driver for them.

Catherine thought that Antonio would choose a high-end barbecue restaurant, but unexpectedly, he pulled over his car next to a street food stall.

There were shabby plastic tables and stools, on which there was the grease that wasn’t wiped.

As soon as getting off from the car, Anderson frowned when looking at the greasy tables and stools.

Antonio parked the car and walked over. Seeing Anderson still standing at the roadside, he chuckled and asked, “You have never been to such a place, have you?”

Catherine wiped two stools with the tissues.

She sat on one of them and pointed the other when saying to Antonio, “I’ve wiped this one. It’s cleaner.”

“Thank you.”

When Antonio was about to sit down, Anderson with a darkened face pulled the stool away from him.

Antonio suddenly had no stool. Catherine was afraid that he would fall. Acting quickly, she reached out and grabbed his arm.

“It’s alright. I’m on guard,” Antonio said with a smile, casting an indifferent glance at Anderson.

Anderson sat on the shabby plastic stools without any hesitation.

They were all good-looking, which was rare to appear in the street food stall, which had become the unique attractiveness.

When the owner of the stall came over to take the order, looking at the three, she suddenly felt that her small tall had become noble.

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