I'm Sorry, But I Love You novel Chapter 86

Her fair skin was exposed.

Watching the scene, no man could resist the temptation.

Anderson smelt the scent of the fragrance, feeling something aroused in his body.

As a man, he wasn’t unfamiliar with such a king of feeling.

Noticing the desire in his eyes, Johanna smiled in secret. She used the fragrance particular to lure a man, which cost her a lot of money.

“Mr. Clark...”

Hearing the woman’s moan and smelling the scent that had the special function, Anderson felt that his reason was at the edge of collapse.

He tried hard to suppress the restlessness in his body, taking off his suit jacket.

Noticing that, Johanna could hardly hide the excitement in her eyes. However, Anderson, busy struggling against the desire, didn’t notice her gaze at all.

Next second, he put his jacket on her shoulders.

Johanna couldn’t smile at all.

She had never expected that Anderson wasn’t lured even they had come this far.

“I’ll take you to see the doctor.” Bending over, Anderson wanted to carry Johanna in his arms.

Johann took the chance and kissed his lips.

She was quite determined to achieve her goal today.

She must do it.

She didn’t want to be anyone’s substitute, and nor did she want Anderson to reconcile with Catherine.

Looking at the man’s handsome face obsessively, she knew how much she loved him.

Her transparent gown fell on the floor shortly. “Mr. Clark, help me.”

She wept.

Anderson’s desire in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Unconsciously, he muttered, “Catherine...”

Upon hearing the name, Johanna felt as if she was poured by icy water from above, feeling extremely chilled from her head to toe.

The hatred in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

‘Catherine Johnson! I hate you!’ her inner voice exclaimed crazily.

While he lost his mind in desire, Anderson only could think about Catherine. In his mind, he only saw the scenes when she played at being cute, she was gentle, she was adorable, and even she was proud.

Johanna was originally a substitute for Isabella, so she could get close to Anderson. In such a circumstance, she was unwilling to be another woman’s substitute.

She said gently, “Mr. Clark, I’m Johanna.”

Her words brought Anderson’s reason back. He tossed her on the bed, suppressing the desire in his body. Then he opened the window.

He adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest.

Finally, he rushed to the bathroom and took a cold shower to calm down.

Johanna was left in the bedroom. It was December in City W. In the room with the lowest temperature, she was almost frozen.

She couldn’t keep the affectionate look any longer.

Originally, she hadn’t taken any drugs at all. She pretended that she had been drugged just now.

She patted the bed reluctantly.

He put effort to get her close, but Johanna wondered why he wasn’t willing to have sex with her.

She couldn’t help shedding tears.

Anderson finished the shower and came out of the bathroom. The desire aroused in his body almost faded away. Seeing Johanna, he asked with a frown, “What happened to you?”

Of course, Johanna didn’t have the guts to tell him what was in her mind. With a weeping face, she said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Clark. I don’t know what was going on. I’ve become like this after drinking a glass of liquor in the bar.”

“Are you feeling all right now?” asked Anderson in a deep voice.

Johanna stood up, with just a camisole. She clung to Anderson reluctantly. “Yes, I’m much better now.”

Then she said coquettishly, “Mr. Clark, thank you.”

When she called him “Mr. Clark”, her tone made Anderson feel so weird as if she was flirting with him deliberately. “I’ve told you to call me Anderson.”