My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

He could see a painting of a reddish-brown girl.

The girl was wearing a simple but elegant white dress with red heels. The girl was stretching her hands as if she were enjoying the night breeze and the fragrance of various kinds of flowers.

At the bottom, there were various kinds of flowers with beautiful colors. While at the top, it showed the sky with a combination of dark blue and purple. The girl looks gorgeous with a charming smile and a garden atmosphere in the background.

The girl always looked charming wheater he saw her in painting or meet her in person. The girl's appearance always managed to steal his breath away and take his heart with her.

This girl finally is his... his precious wife, and he would do anything to keep that beautiful angelic smile on her face.

Vincent shifted his gaze at the bottom corner, showing small writing.

My Only Love.

Vincent smiled broadly at his handiwork before covering it again with a cloth so it wouldn't get dirty. He would display the painting in their room... Not here, nor Blue Rosemary.

But their own house where they would start their marriage life journey.

***

That day Rinrin was not feeling well and was cranky. She wanted to be with her mother, but this red-haired lady pushed them both away. Because Rinrin kept on whining, Chloe had to put her in a soundproof cabinet.

"Shhh... Don't make a sound. I promise after this I will take you to your mother. Hm?"

Even though the little girl still couldn't speak a word clearly, little Rinrin could understand human language. She disliked this lady because she always approached her and sent her mother away from her. But she knew this lady was not a bad person. Believing this lady's words, Rinrin fell silent and nodded her head to agree with this lady's request.

Chloeny smiled as she gently stroked her head. "Good girl." Then Chloe rose to her feet, closed the cabinet door before opening the door to her room.

Out of curiosity and dislike of the dark, Rinrin opened the cupboard door, letting in the light and peeking out through the small hole.

Rinrin saw a teenager came inside with a big smile on his face. The child looks friendly and kind. Even little Rinrin wanted to play and make friends with that kid. But a second later, the child's smile vanished as the lady turned around.

Rinrin saw the boy let out something shining and crept towards Chloe's back. Rinrin didn't know what it was, but she felt she had to go out for her.

"Mama, mama." Unfortunately, she could only pronounce 'mama,' that's why she called Chloe 'mama.'

Rinrin thought the lady would see her in delight as she knew this lady was very fond of her. However, the lady crushed her expectant and looked at her in horror instead. The strangest thing was when she looked back at the teenager's hand, yet she could not find anything shining in his hand.

Inadvertently little Rinrin looked into the eyes of the teenager. The boy's gaze was so terrifying, making her even felt her tiny body shudder in fear.

She was too frightened, and when she saw the boy's evil smirk, Cathy woke up from her sleep with a quick breath.

What was that dream? Hasn't she dreamed of a child with black hair all this time? Why does she dream of another boy?

The child has reddish-brown hair color and lights brown eyes with dark pupils. At first glance, the child looks kind and friendly. But when no one saw him, the boy became someone else!

And the glowing thing that boy kept it hidden... it was unmistakable a knife with sharp serrations. Is it possible...?

Cathy's heart was racing at the thought of this possibility. Is it possible that... that child is the real killer of her mother? No, it can't be. The child is about three or fourteen years old. How could a teenager at his age have a scary aura like in her dreams?

Cathy was about to leave to calm her mind when she felt her body couldn't move. She felt an arm under her head while another one entrapped her in a firm embrace but not hurting her.

Cathy swallowed hard, knowing she wasn't sleeping alone now. She almost forgot that she was married. Otherwise, she would have screamed because a man had slept beside her.

Cathy's current position was her back facing her husband. Because of that, her back pressed against Vincent's chest while one of her hands was held by Vincent's hand that stretched out under her head.

Cathy moved and turned around to change her sleeping position. She tried to move as slowly as possible so as not to wake her husband. Because of the dream earlier, Cathy wasn't sure if she could go back to sleep. So she wanted to see the face of her husband, who was still fast asleep. Cathy looked at her husband's face in awe. How could she marry such a heavenly handsome man?

She even laughed at herself. Before this, she was sure that she would never fall in love, let alone get married. She even believed that all men in this world were the same. They were unreliable and irresponsible.

All the men who approached her were trying to get profit from her. They also pretended to be nice to her while licking her shoes. They just wanted to get in between her knees or wanted to know her background.

She was an ordinary girl, but when people found out she lived in Red Rosemary, they started to probe her family's background.

Only Vincent had treated her as she was from the start of their meeting. If Vincent didn't like her attitude, he'd say it bluntly. Vincent was once cold to her and even stated a series of painful earful speeches.

Well, that's because, at that time, Vincent didn't like the way she used Frank to get information about V, so she didn't blame him.

And when Vincent approached her, his attitude changes to a very considerate, understanding, to the point she could feel his sincerity.

The man would occasionally get angry when she was hurt because of her carelessness, and sometimes in his own way... Vincent would show his jealousy when she talked with other men.

Not only that, as if Vincent could read her mind, the man always knew what she needed.

Cathy realized she loved this man beyond her imagination. Even the word 'love' could not describe her enormous feelings.

She raised her head a little to give a quick peck on her husband's lips before going back to sleep in his arms.

Little did she know, her husband's lips formed a wide smile.