My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

Cathy did not remember who gave her the necklace she was wearing, which she certainly never took off or threw away. 

"What's that got to do with my necklace?"

"What if I say I have its match? Isn't your pendant seemed like a broken shape? I have the other one." Kinsey pulled out the chain around his neck and then took it off to show it to Cathy.

Kinsey deliberately didn't walk towards her and only stretched out his hand, which carried his necklace. He didn't want his sister to feel scared of him when she saw him walking towards her. That's why he let his sister approach him.

But, is Cathy willing to approach him? That's the real question.

Cathy wiped her tears and calmed herself down to see the man's necklace. The fracture shape of the Kinsey pendant was different from hers. But she felt that their two pendants were matched each other and would form a complete shape.

Cathy tried to believe what the young man said then pulled out the pendant from the chain. Then she walked over to take the necklace from Kinsey's hand cautiously.

After the two pendants were in her hands, Cathy tried to put the two together. Her eyes could hardly believe it. The two of them blend perfectly to form a square with the heart and the letters in it.

Cathy could see the letter M on the front side, while behind it was the letter C.

What kind of letter is this? Isn't it supposed to be like I love you or something? But why only had two letters on this complete matching pendant?

"There are letters M and C here. What do they mean?" maybe Cathy started to believe the man's declaration about them being twins, so she was no longer afraid and more curious about her identity. So far, she felt she was not the biological child of her parents. Now someone claimed to be her twin with evidence of the pendant.

"I never knew there was a letter in the middle. Can I see it?" Kinsey took it and looked at it closely. Then he smiled, understanding the meaning. "Looks like these are the signs on the names of our parents," he said.

"Our parents' name?"

"Our father's name is Marcel Alvianc, and our mother was Chloeny Paxton."

"Was?"

"She... already long gone when we were eight. But our father still alive. Only... he secluded himself on his private island."

"So, Daniel isn't my father?"

"Daniel is our mother's younger brother, so he is your uncle... I mean... our uncle." Kinsey handed back the necklace that was already attached to Cathy. "Do you want to see a photo of our parents? I saved it here."

Cathy nodded her head. Kinsey led Cathy back to the bed, away from any shards that were already scattered in the room door area. Then he took a photo in the drawer next to the bed and gave it to Cathy.

Cathy was surprised to see a woman who had a face just like hers. The man next to the woman was very similar to Kinsey but not precisely the same.

She never knew both of them nor meet them, but somehow, her heart ached when she saw the woman who had the same face like hers. It was as if she ever dreamed of this woman but... she did not remember it.

She felt nostalgic yet foreign at the same time.

"If you really are my twin brother, how can we separate? Why am I not with you and father? Why am I being cared for by our mother's brother?"

Kinsey took a deep breath. "The story is very long and quite complicated. I will take you to my place. There is someone there who can answer all your questions in detail. But I want to warn you. You will not like the truth that you will hear. I was hoping you could think it through before you want to find the answer."

Cathy frowned, hearing at this. She wouldn't like the truth? Why?

"There's no need to rush. We still have plenty of time." was the gentle and soothing tone from her twin brother.

Cathy was perplexed why this person didn't want to tell her right away? Why wouldn't she like the truth? What could be worse than hearing the news that she was actually the daughter of the Paxton family? For her, herself, who is a child of the Paxton family, is a frightening reality... She seemed like she lived inside her worst nightmare.

Cathy has heard rumors about the Paxton family many times. Apart from the heir to the throne, who she thought was her uncle, Paxton's other members were ruthless, no different from the mafia group that liked to blackmail and oppress the weak.

Now she knew that she was one of the children of the scary Paxton family. She couldn't imagine what kind of truth could be worse than the identity of her birth mother.

Cathy wanted to ask something and glanced at Kinsey, who was now staring sadly at something. Cathy followed her line of sight and saw various shards of the things she had thrown.

Cathy swallowed nervously. At first, she had a panic attack and was afraid, so she didn't think twice when she decided to throw everything in this room. Now looking back, it seemed like she had destroyed antique things that must have cost a lot of fortune.

"Sorry, I... I'll replace it. I will..."

"Are you hurt?" Kinsey turns to her, not caring about the shattered items anymore.

"No."

"As long as you don't get hurt, it's fine. I'll get someone to clean it. Don't leave this place." After that, Kinsey stepped outside, not paying attention to some of the ceramic fragments stuck in his feet, making Cathy grimace.

Not long after, two people came in to sweep and make sure there were no shards of glass on the floor, followed by a middle-aged woman carrying a bowl of warm soup.

As soon as Cathy smelled the fragrant aroma of the soup, her stomach sounded demanding and asking for a warm, delicious meal.. Therefore, Cathy accepted it happily.