Doesn't matter what you say, the cat has decided to keep you
Something similar happened to me some thirty years ago. My car ran out of gas about a mile from home. So, walk home, find a gas can, hitchhike to a gas station hitch/ walk back to the car.
Now, I had always been known as "That guy (or asshat, depending on your POV) that absolutely HATES cats. no, really "HATE" all caps, italics if I could figure out how. HATES CATS!!!
So, I get back to the car & put the gas in while listening to this horrid mewing. I looked under the car and found this skinny half starved kitten. So I put him in the car went to the gas station to fill the car & accidentally purchased a 1/2 pint of cream. Well I got back to the car, realized my errant purchase & rather than throwing it away ( as I should have) I gave it to cat. He lived ten years in my home.