My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

"So you know now that my mother did not blame you either. She chose to sacrifice her life to save the person she loves. She left the house, not because of your quarrel, but because it was her choice. Before reading the letter, I initially let others influence me to blame you. But after I cleared up my mind, I felt suspicious.

There was a missing piece that was not revealed after reading mom's last letter. Now that I have heard your story, I am starting to understand. You two have an unbreakable bond that no one could understand. You both treasure and protect each other.

Without you knowing it... your connection with my mother was like a real family. But your life principles and the way you protected your loved ones were different, and it caused a lot of misunderstanding." told Cathy with glistened eyes. "I doubt that I could feel the strong bond with someone like you did with my mother."

Seeing Cathy's touched expression, Vincent pulled her head closer to his chest. His hands wrapped around Cathy's shoulders while Cathy's hands circled her lover's waist.

"You had no idea how much pressure I've been under since I heard the identity of my biological parents. I felt lost and could hardly breathe. I even thought that you are my uncle and our love was taboo."

"What? How could you think like that?"

"It's your fault. You never mentioned that Uncle Ben is your cousin and made me think we are a family too when I found out both of you are related." sneered Cathy, causing Vincent to chuckle in amusement. "But today, all of any kind burdens in my heart vanished. I felt as if I was reborn as a new one, and nothing could make me worry about unnecessary things again. Thank you, Vincent." thank you for appearing in my life, Cathy continued in her heart.

Vincent smiled as he broke his embrace. "Do you want to go walk with me?"

Cathy nodded in agreement and was excited to walk hand in hand with the man. After picking up their jackets, Vincent grasped her hands, ushering her out of the house through the back door.

Cathy looked out over the backyard with a look of bewilderment. On both sides was a very tall grass-like plant almost as high as her head, decorated with several small flowers in between.

There was still strong wind, but it was not as cold as when it came because tall grasses blocked it on both sides.

Initially, Cathy enjoyed the cool breeze and tried not to see the white and black flowers on two sides. She knew that the flowers' colors not in black or white, but she didn't want to ruin this romantic mood by recalling her disability to distinguish color.

Nevertheless, when Vincent spoke in a serious tone, Cathy focused her attention on the man.

"There's something I haven't told you about me. Frankly speaking, I've had a lot of mental stress for a dozen years since I got the news of Chloe's death." Vincent announced as he walked casually, followed by Cathy's small steps.

"Almost every night Chloe's lifeless body appeared in my dreams. At that time, I was still amnesic, so the dream bothered me a lot. My body refused any food that got into my mouth. I even had chronic malnutrition. All my family kept trying to recover my condition. I'm pretty sure you can't imagine my pathetic state, and I don't want you to see it because right now…" Vincent turned to stand face to face with Cathy, still holding her hand. "All the pressure or anything that has been haunting me all this time has disappeared. Because I met you." Vincent continued as he took Cathy's other hand and held it tightly.

"Thank you for being born into this world, thank you for reappearing in my life, and thank you ... for making me feel complete again. In this world, nothing can replace your position in my heart, and I love you so much."

Cathy stared at Vincent, almost in disbelief at what she had just heard. Vincent's expression earlier exceeded what the man had said last year. Cathy could not speak nor react. She even had not had time to fully grasp the atmosphere between them when Vincent bent his knee and knelt on one knee with his eyes still fixed on her light brown eyes.

The wind rustled violently decorated with very tall grass and some flowers in the middle. Vincent took out a tiny blue box then opened its cover, showing a diamond ring that looks beautiful even without color in Cathy's eyes.

Cathy's heartbeat became fast and expectant, realizing what her lover was doing. Of course, she wasn't stupid and immediately understood what the man's actions meant. Her tears streamed down in tears just as the man uttered his proposal.

"Marry me, Cath. I can't promise if I can persuade our family to bless our relationship anytime soon. But I can promise you I won't give up on our relationship, and together we will find a way out to maintain our relationship. I love you and could only love you in this world. Will you marry me?"

Cathy ached to answer, really she wanted to answer, and her mouth was already opened. Unfortunately, her voice could not come out because of these overwhelming feelings that she couldn't find words to describe it making her choke on her sobs.

Ah, she no longer about her voice. Cathy answered by nodding her head in a rush, and without waiting, Cathy crouched down and hugged Vincent's neck tightly.

"I want to marry you," whispered Cathy, finally managed to find her voice.

The two of them rose to their feet so that Vincent could put his betrothal ring on Cathy's finger. Then, Vincent lifted Cathy's body without warning by hugging Cathy's thighs and spinning their bodies, making Cathy shriek in surprise, followed by hearty laughter.

When Cathy thought Vincent already gave her the most desirable surprise, the man proved her wrong.

"Do you remember I said I had an ultimate method to get our family to bless our relationship?" Vincent puts Cathy down gently, and the light of mischief in his eyes begins to return.

"Could it be ..." Cathy looked at Vincent suspiciously.

"If you're willing, we can get married today."

"Today?!" her shock beyond boundaries to make her totally speechless. However, Cathy was more than happy if they could get married that very day. After all, it was only a while ago that she had imagined their life as husband and wife. Really, how could Vincent read all of her heart? "But we haven't prepared anything."

"Believe it or not, I've arranged everything. The only thing we need is your answer."

Vincent's explanation made Cathy's mouth widen even more in disbelief.

"Of course, our wedding ceremony would be simple, and our guests are only my friends and this area residents. At least, after we get married and have several children, inevitably our families will bless our relationship." Vincent's voice sounded very excited while winking to tease her.

Cathy couldn't hide her blushed cheeks, but she looked forward to their marriage life.

"After all this is over, we can have a wedding party as you wish. I want to give you a wedding that we will never forget for the rest of our lives."

Was Vincent joking with her? Cathy believed she would never forget this moment in her life. She even was doubtful that she would meet the most memorable event than this.

Despite that, she felt that Vincent's last declaration would really come true. And Cathy was looking forward to it.

Far away from the happy couple, the old snake Paxton was furious.

"What do you mean the girl disappeared?!" Martin hit one of his men with great anger.

Martin has been patiently waiting for almost a year, and finally, Catherine came out of Red Rosemary without protection... but his useless idiot men were not good enough to look after a girl.

Martin could not contain his anger and continued to beat his men until they were black and blue. Not only the faces of his underlings were bleeding, but Martin's hands were covered with the blood of his men, and his sweat dripped to wet his clothes.

"Oh, please, father. I don't care if they are dead, but I don't want you to get sick. Get some rest, let me handle the rest." maybe outsiders think the son is concerned about his father's healthiness, but only Martin knew. His son was just acting like a good boy.

Martin's son was a man with reddish-brown hair with light brown eyes just like Cathy's. It's just that the eyes that this man emitted were terrifying and full of dangers.

"How can you handle it, huh?" Martin wiped his hands with a towel. "I could have punished all my men for failing to complete my orders. But if my own son failed me, I would never be able to get rid of my disappointment with you."

Martin's son smiled sarcastically then walked casually toward his father.