I’m Sorry But I Love You

“Look at my face!” “That scumbag causesto suffer this! My beauty is now gone!” Catherine Johnson was startled and awakened by her wretched screams and sprang up to ask Aurora Adams, “What do you want for breakfast?” “Ill skip breakfast and have scoffee instead to diminish puffiness.” As a workaholic, Catherine's house had never been running out of coffee, “There is, in the kitchen, you go get it yourself, there is only instant coffee and itis not a nice brand.” “It's fine as long as it can diminish puffiness of my face; stupid Bobby has madeappear like this, and I'm not going to let him get away with it.” “Luckily you tookin yesterday, otherwise if Joshua Adams sawlike this, he would have teased me,” Aurora said as she made a cup of coffee and followed Catherine.

“Even if he teased at you, he would have stood up for you, after all, he is your brother,” Catherine wiped her face.

Aurora finished the cup of coffee in one go, it was so bitter that she frowned but still pretending to be cool, “I don’t need him to defend me; I'm gaing to give Bobby a hard time; I'll make a post on Weibo later with evidence of his cheating and reliance onto make money.” “After all, you are an intestar; don’t you worry that others will find you harsh?” Catherine applied skincare products, cleaned her hands, and went to the kitchen to prepare sporridge.

“Why should | worry about that? How could | let him hurt other girls in the nof love?” Aurora round-eyed.

“Let them be; | don’t live up to them.” “Well said! Letgive you a thumbs-up” Catherine prepared the porridge and played her phone while she was lying on the sofa, seeing the familiar photo on the headline from the night before.

Her grin faded, and she turned to Aurora and said, “It seems like today’s headline is not about you.” Aurora played her phone as well and noticed the top trending search, “Anderson Clark and Johanna Scott,” followed by a red heart.

When she clicked in, she saw an image of Johanna holding her head up while feeding Anderson. She flung her phone away and said, “This lady is nasty, she’s just a stand-in lover, she’s truly shameless.” “Don’t get angry, Catherine; I'll ask my brother to find out what's going on!” Last time, when Anderson and Johanna’s picture were taken, quite a several people had seen it, but the trending search was swiftly retracted. People gossiped about it but they weren't sure whether it was solid.

This time, the photographs appeared to be solid proof.

Many girls on the intewept for a time.

Johanna showed up on the inteand responded when the matter was highly discussed by posting a heart emoji without a caption.

At the Clarks’ Mansion.

“| certainly do not approve of you and that celebrity getting together,” Bentley Johnson smashed his teacup in front of Anderson. Anderson frowned slightly and was kind of cold-eyed. He spoke with a low and frigid voice.

“I'm not dating her.” Johanna was only a stand-in for Isabella Johnson, and he knew it deep down inside.

The light struck his face, emphasizing his coldness. “Isabella died; she resembles Isabella and is at the sage as Isabella was when she died; | simply want to make up for the things that I didn’t give Isabella.” “Make it up to her?” Said Bentley as his face flushed with rage.

“You should not do that to make up for Isabella or Johanna.” “If you are too free, you should make it up to Catherine instead. Not forgetting that she has honestly liked you for so many years,” Bentley said angrily.

“Isabella’s intention was vicious!” Anderson’s face was haggard as he heard what Bentley said. There was a profound trace of helplessness found in his eyes, “Grandpa, you misinterpreted Isabella, now that she has passed away, | don’t want to argue with you about whether she was good or evil, | will settle the matter with Johanna.” After stating so, Anderson bowed respectfully to Bentley and said, “The intehas caused quite a stir; I'll go and resolve it immediately.” Anderson turned around and walked away after saying that. Bentley was so enraged that he smashed another cup. Aurora, who had intended to post to complaint Bobby, was now exasperatedly lying on Catherine's sofa with her head resting on her thigh. “Bullshit, | just asked my brother; he stated that Isabella is whom Bentley despises the most; simply with Johanna's face, Bentley wouldn't even let her be the family member of Clark. I'm pissed off with the red heart posted by her.” Catherine was no longer concerned about what was happening on the internet. “All right, don’t get mad, just eat sfruit.” Aurora forked a piece of dragon fruit and stuffed it into her mouth. “Are you not furious, Catherine?” “What are you upset about?” Catherine sighed, having seen more pictures of them being more intimate.

“AntoElliott had sent this photo tolast night; | had previously seen it and was mentally prepared.” “You also. ..Anderson made a post?” “My friends, don’t guess blindly,” Aurora said as she rubbed her eyes in case she had read it wrong. She clicked in to read out what Anderson had posted word by word.

With just a few words, it becthe most trending search incredibly fast. “It was clarified by my hubby.” “As expected, my husband did not cheat.” “Anderson showed up to clarify, the red heart posted by Johanna appears to be embarrassing. It was officially an embarrassment.” Many netizens were laughing at Johanna’s embarrassment, and Aurora couldn't stop laughing and shoved her phone to Catherine, “Look, Anderson's first Weibo post is a post that triggered embarrassment, I'm so delighted,” she said.

Catherine ran through the comments section, presumably she was mean, and she was pleased to see so many people laughing at Johanna. She roughly browsed through it for a moment before handing her phone to Aurora and she said, “You read it, I'm going to paint.” “Go ahead, hurry up, and finish the work; we'll go together to the cruise party in the evening.” Aurora was comfortably reclining on the sofa with her legs crossed.

Playing her phone, she spotted the nin Anderson's following list and exclaimed angrily, “Wait.” “What's wrong?” Catherine had already approached the study's door.

“I saw that the only account Anderson is following is yours,” Aurora said as she stood up and glanced at Catherine and then at her phone.

Catherine's steps paused.

“He did not even follow Johanna’s account and it seems like he’s been following yours for quite stime.” What was he attempting to do? She was originally calm and now there was scomplex feeling in her heart.

The icy wind outside the window blew on Catherine’s face and Catherine was now sober.

“Um,” she said.

Aurora was puzzled by her reply.

She had intended to ask further, but Catherine had already entered the study.

Aurora slumped back on the sofa, surfed the internet, and stood up for Catherine by making a post “Do you honestly believe you can be a formal girlfriend simply because you look like someone?” It was immediately followed by the at symbol and tagged Johanna Johanna''s fist crashed on the table as the netizens were all happily gossiping about her, her once innocent and attractive face suddenly wrapped with jealously and venom.

Her agent said warily, “What's the deal with this Anderson? You were alright the day before, weren't you?” “How am | supposed to know what's going on?” Johanna grumbled, and just as she was about to get mad, the phone rang.

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