I'm Sorry, But I Love You

Catherine did go to Sky Club, but she didn’t go to find Ethan.

She was having a drink with Aurora.

“I heard what happened in 708 from my brother.” Aurora looked at her with concern. “Anderson is not a human at all. Catherine, are you all right?”

Catherine gulped down a glass of Sky. “Nothing. It was not the first time he humiliated me like this.”

She had been used to it.

She felt hurt but she had got used to it.

She only had her life left. As long as she hadn’t died.

Aurora heaved a deep sigh. “Actually, I’ve never understood why all you women like Anderson so much. Isabella Johnson, Johanna Scott, a lot of celebrities, and you in the past...”

“He’s always the one that you could see in the crow at the first glance.”

He looked as if he was shiny, luring others to get close to him. Although they knew that they would lose their lives, women still couldn’t help approaching Anderson, just like flying moths darted into the fire.

Aurora nodded in agreement. “If you meant the appearance, I’m convinced by Anderson’s.”

“Why didn’t you inform me when arriving here?” Ethan asked, holding a glass of red liquid, half-leaning against the bar counter, and approached Catherine’s face.

Catherine staring at him motionlessly.

She was expressionless.

Her red lips soaked in the alcohol looked like the most attractive strawberry jelly. He wanted to have a bite.

However, her eyes were full of coldness. If it were another man, he would have lost interest, but Ethan felt all his blood boiling. The conflicts on her face aroused his hormone.

Aurora pushed Ethan away. “Don’t ever fancy dating a princess!”

“Me? Fancy dating a princess? Is she a princess?” Ethan chuckled, looking at Aurora. “Ask her yourself. Does she believe she’s still a princess now?”

Aurora’s face turned cold. “Ethan James, what do you mean?”

“Nothing special. One should know who he is.” Ethan was speaking to Aurora but staring at Catherine. “If she were still the superior Miss Johnson and I were still the gangster on the West Fourth Street, I would admit that she’s a princess and I’m just fancying.

“But those days are gone. If she still doesn’t know clearly who she is, she would make the wrong decision. She should understand it.”

Although they were talking about her, Catherine didn’t have any reaction at all. She drank a glass of liquid casually. The fresh and sweet taste reached her throat, making her close her eyes comfortably.

lazy

her look

customers in Sky Club fainted looked over at

put down the empty glass. “Done.

walked across

falling for her along the

Ethan chased after

facing the cold wind. She looked at the colorful city

She smiled lonely.

Ethan was definitely correct.

all. A princess without

was standing her motionlessly,

in and have a drink,

lips parted slightly. “Drink my

me. Name a

Catherine smiled faintly.

he thought

with a smile. Suddenly,

woman. Next second, the paint from the most fragile part of his body sobered

to have a drink?” Catherine asked with

witnessed such a scene. When the man cried in pain,

woman was so

With a reddened face, the man slapped

her best to dodge, but she had a hunch that

closed her

After a long while.

the pain she imagined. Opening her eyes, she found

to show up in Sky Club again,

the rich men from the upper-class. He had a gangster’s aurora through his early life,

the man suddenly became a coward.

ground. “Fuck off! Don’t

you for saving me again,” Catherine

it around her waist, which was so slim

her, so Catherine

wrap gradually. “Anderson Clark is behind

she had promised Ethan, giving

what’s the