I’m Sorry But I Love You

Chapter 9

Catherine nodded since a condition was always attached to such negotiations, “What does he want?” “The company that wants to buy your rights is offering a high sum, but they hope you can modify something in your work.”

As their topic was about work, Lydia resumed her usual practical and efficient self, “The bonds between families and friends that are portrayed in your comic is definitely heartrending, but the only low point is that there is no romantic relationship being illustrated. If you can add on a love line in your story, it will bring massive benefits for both the comic itself and also for the later adaptations. You know very well that the drama nowadays is full of love lines. Who knows if the popularity of your comic would go to greater heights after you add on some love lines?”

Catherine shook her head, “I’m afraid that can’t be done. The reason I chose mystery as the genre for my comics is because I don’t wish to draw any romantic stories.”

She wouldn’t be able to come up with love scenes, nor could she draw them.

When she was younger, she loved Anderson, so she had drawn a few girly comics. However, after what had happened, whenever she tried to draw some romantic elements into her story, she would always come up with nothing. Her heart would ache whenever her mind wandered to such thoughts.

“Why is that?” Lydia gasped in shock while secretly thinking that she would never lack people who were pursuing her romantically since she had such outstanding appearance. It would be too easy for her to write up some romantic stories.

“I can’t draw those scenes.” Catherine smiled faintly, and her pretty face looked slightly lonelier, “I don’t believe in love, and I don’t want to draw elements of love too. If my current work doesn’t suit the taste of the buyer, then I would suggest we end our negotiations here.”

Lydia was indeed shocked after confirming that she was not joking. She said with much regret, “The price offered by this company is really something. Currently, they offer five…”

Catherine immediately gestured to stop Lydia from continuing, “Don’t ever tell me the number. I will feel pain in my heart.”

If she could sell the rights to her work, it wouldn’t just be simple benefits she would be getting. She would be able to provide more for Lincoln and Sophia, and her career would be elevated to greater heights. Catherine was surely moved by this proposition, but she was very aware that due to the genre she had chosen, her comic wouldn’t sell really well. Now that she refused to add on romantic elements into her story, she would be worsening her own situation.

Lydia stopped persuading her. After collaborating with Catherine for two years, she was very clear with Catherine’s temper. There would be no use for her to continue persuading Catherine, so she changed the topic and discussed about their upcoming fan signing event.

After they settled all matters concerning work, the two of them ate together. Then, Catherine returned to her hotel room to touch up on her make-up and changed into an evening gown. She put on a new style of make-up while checking the message sent by Anderson. She hailed a taxi to the location as mentioned in the text message.

The lighting surrounding City W showered the whole sky in blinding whiteness, which made the sky looked as clear as day time. The atmosphere was even more bustling than City A. While she was absent from this city for the past few years, she had buried all of her happiness and sadness in this city where she had grown up.

The driver looked at the rear-view mirror at Catherine’s reflection and he blurted out, “Young lady, you are really pretty. With some hard work and learning, you would be better off finding a good job.” “What?” Catherine didn’t know what he was talking about.

After letting out a sigh, the driver continued, “The hotel you’re going to is full of rich people but I heard everything is messed up inside there. A little girl like you will be no match for those rich people.”

Catherine finally understood the driver’s meaning. He thought that she was working as a prostitute who sold her flesh to clients. She laughed at herself and replied, “I am a mother of two, you know.”

“Oh, is that so? I’m sorry, young girl. I have misunderstood you.” The driver had an apologetic look.

Catherine didn’t say anything more. In fact, he didn’t exactly misunderstand her. She was perfectly clear about what Anderson was about to force her to do. But what could she do? Her children were still in his hands.

The banquet was being held in a five-star hotel. Everyone was dressed up magnificently and luxuriously while waiters were digging through the crowd of rich people. Catherine’s arrival had attracted considerable attention.

Without paying any heed to that, she continued to search for Anderson amongst the crowd.

“Wow, who is that beauty?”

“Check out her looks and her energy. She is different from others, but I have never seen her in our circle.” “Wait, do you think she look like Ms. Johnson?” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Now that you mention it, she kind of resembles her.” The other guest sighed, “But I am afraid Catherine, who is also known as Ms. Johnson, is no more.”

Joshua noticed the muttering around him, and after turning around, he immediately abandoned the girl he was talking to and headed to Catherine’s side, “Sister-in-law, are you here to see Andy?”

Catherine nodded, “He asked me to come here.”

‘lll bring you to him.” Joshua was very positive, “Tonight, Andy is going to engage in some serious negotiations, and unexpectedly he is bringing along you, which means that he has a lot of trust in you. Sister-in-law, when are you planning to resume your marriage with Andy?”

Catherine shot a glance at Joshua who knew nothing and didn’t give any reply.

She followed Joshua to a suite on the second floor and with a push, the door caved in to reveal a place billowing with smoke and alcoholic scent. All kinds of women were dancing and singing in the front. This place perfectly fit the description of a place of lust and desires.

Catherine loathed a place like this, but today she had no other choice. “Mr. Adams, where did you find her? She is one of a kind!” “Don’t… No…” Joshua hurriedly looked in Anderson’s direction as he tried to explain, “She…” Belonged to Anderson.

“I call her here from Sofia.” Anderson picked up a glass of wine and gulped it down, “Anyone who likes her can do whatever you want to her.”

“Andy.” Joshua stared at Anderson in shock. Carefree as he may, Joshua never allowed others to lay a hand on his woman, let alone applying this to Anderson who was always domineering. This woman here was his ex-wife. Did he forget about that?

The room was in a complete mess, and there were several people who had drunk too much, “Little beauty, come to me. Andy doesn’t like you, but I like women like you. I get excited just by looking at you.”

Catherine froze in a spot, and she glanced at Anderson briefly.

Anderson ordered coldly, “Why are you not going over?”

Catherine eyed Anderson for a moment and revealed a charming smile. She then made her way to that drunken and loud guy.

“Come, come, come. Come closer to me, baby.” As he said that, he reached out towards Catherine’s waist. “Little beauty, come

have a cross-cupped drink with me. I have a presidential suite on the top floor tonight, and I definitely can’t be happy without you.”

Catherine felt incredibly disgusted deep down, but she continued to maintain her neutral smile.

She accepted a glass of wine and cross-arms with that man. She swirled the glass lightly and allowed the bloody red liquid to enter her mouth.

Only she alone knew the feeling of degrading herself to a woman accompany others for drinking from her former status as the young lady of the Johnson family.

However, she couldn’t put up any fight. She wasn’t powerful enough.

This was the only way she could get back her children.

As the edge of the wine glass touched her lips, a voice appeared out of nowhere, “I am late.”

A gentle and refreshing voice suddenly pierced through the messiness and the noise in the suite.

Catherine recognized that this voice belonged to Owen. The glass in her hand froze as she turned to look at him. She was determined not to let him get himself involved in this mess.

Owen was looking in her direction, and his gaze stopped on her for a moment. He said to the man wrapping his arm around Catherine’s waist, “Mr. Turner, I bumped into Sofia just now so I asked her to send here a group of decent girls. You want to check them out? Go, let Mr. Turner take a good look at you.” The last part of his sentence was directed at a group of women behind him.

All the people present here were very well-versed with the ways of society. Even if Jasper was very drunk, he still got up and laughed loudly, “I’m satisfied, of course. I will always trust in your taste, Mr. Torres.”

He then lowered his gaze at Catherine, “Go, you will drink this cross-cupped wine with Mr. Torres.” Catherine looked at this man called Mr. Turner and then returning her gaze at Owen. Was he a guest invited by Anderson? “Come here, drink with me.” Owen was talking to Catherine.

Catherine furrowed her brows. She really didn’t want to involve Owen in this mess.