My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

Catherine was walking down the street when someone bumped into her from behind. Catherine jerked forward but didn't fall.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." said the person as he ran away from her with an apologetic look.

Catherine just sighed as she rubbed her arm, which had ached a little from the crash, and let the man off. It wasn't long before someone called her name from across the street with a loud voice making her gasp in shock.

Catherine smiled as she saw the face that called out to her. That person also smiled broadly as he waved his hand. After the walking sign lights up, the man instantly dashed over to her with a wide grin as if he was a child who was excited to get new toys.

It had been almost two weeks that they met every day, per the man's request. Now the two of them did not feel awkward nor shy with each other. She felt like meeting and spending time with Vincent was the same as when she spent time with Steve.

Well, it was more than that if she wanted to admit it. Cathy felt that her relationship with Vincent was much closer than her bond with her 'brother.'

Cathy felt like she did not want to consider Vincent as a brother, just what she did toward Steve.

"Today, we will find out what kind of activity you liked."

"Again?" Cathy almost laughed with amusement at that.

Since Cathy said there was nothing she wanted to do for fun, Vincent took her all over the place and looked for what she would like to do. Of course, Cathy was happy with him, but that did not mean her activities will become her favorite. Knowing this, Vincent did not want to stop looking for something the girl could enjoy the most.

"What are we going to do today?" asked Catherine.

"You'll find out later," Vincent replied in a mysterious tone, and they arrived at a basketball court the next minutes. Several high schoolers were playing there while dribbling the ball.

After asking himself to join, Vincent played with them and showed his skills. After playing for several innings and winning, Vincent walked over to her with a seductive grin.

"How is it?" Vincent moved his eyebrows up and down to tease the girl.

"If you want to impress me with your basketball skill, I'm not impressed at all."

"Oh, really? How about we have a match?" asked him while throwing the ball in each of his hands in turn.

Vincent laughed with amusement when he saw the girl's eyes shining with enthusiasm. So far, Cathy has never said what she likes. The girl never asked for anything if she wished to do something or wanted something. Vincent was the one who had to ask directly... if the girl didn't answer him ambiguously.

That's why he just asked a question while investigating his eyes. The girl's expression didn't change, but it was clear that her eyes couldn't lie. Each time he asked a question, he would compare the look in her eyes when she told him the answer.

At least little by little, he got to know the girl's favorite food, or what she liked best.

For example, the girl did not like spicy food and would become ill if she ate one. She also preferred Asian food rather than Italian, which was perfect for him.

Vincent wouldn't have to worry about their tongue food taste as they had a similar preference for the dish.

However, what Cathy liked the most was doing something that could exhaust him. For example, when they visited the trampoline playing arena, Cathy never stopped laughing and jumping here and there without feeling tired.

Or when they were playing ice skating, the girl could skate well without tripping even though it was the first time for her. Initially, Cathy was not an expert at skating on ice and only held Vincent's hands like a baby just learning to walk holding an adult's hand.

Cathy was similar to him, who did not give up easily and kept trying to skate on ice smoothly, which was finally successful.

Who had ever thought that they had so many similarities, and this mere fact made his joy knew no bound.

And this time, Vincent purposedly invited Cathy to some basketball court. He knew the girl would love to play this exhausting sport.

"All right. One on one between you and me. Deal?" this time, Cathy challenged Vincent with a tone full of confidence.

"All right. Who's afraid?"

The players who have played for a while rest while watching the match between Vincent and Cathy.

The first ball falls on Vincent, and he nimbly passes Cathy with ease. Due to their height distance, Cathy failed to block the ball that had been shot by Vincent into the goal ring.

Vincent threw the ball at Cathy, indicating that Cathy had the ball first.

"Are you sure you want me to attack first?" asked Cathy.

"Hm... just try to pass me."

Cathy gave a crooked smirk that he had never seen. When Vincent realized something, he was too late... Cathy already shot the ball, and it went straight into the ring perfectly.

"Why would I get past you if I could shoot it from here?"

"Wooo... nice shot, pretty sister." cheered the young schoolers watching them on the sidelines.

Vincent giggled when he saw how much satisfaction and enjoyment adorned Cathy's face. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would never believe that petite figure could shoot the ball in quite a distance.

It turned out, what Lina said at that time was not a lie. Cathy, who was once the basketball team captain, was no joke.

Vincent could see her real skill in the next round. Cathy analyzed his movements until she finally managed to steal the ball from him. Vincent changed his playing technique and managed to get the ball back into the ring.

Both of them smiled excitedly as they started to have a little trouble stealing the ball. When Cathy held the ball, Vincent tried to grab it, but the girl made an expert deception, which caused him to fail to snatch it. 

However, when Vincent noticed the endless laughter escape from Cathy's lips, he satisfied.

Until finally, he realized the girl was getting tired and he was shooting the ball at the goal... he deliberately missed his shot, so the ball bounced off the ring and didn't go into the goal.

And it was decided that Cathy won the match.

How sweet of him!