My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

"Aaaaaaaaa !!"

Cathy instantly woke up from her terrifying dream. Her heart was rustling in fear when she saw the dark atmosphere around her. Her heart was beating too fast to make her chest felt tight. Cathy clutched her chest while groaning in pain. Where is she? What is this place?

The room light suddenly came on, making her squint her eyes. Her hand moved to protect her eyes from the blinding light and then realized that her right hand was being inserted into an IV needle.

"Hey, are you okay?" a gentle voice asked softly to her left side.

Cathy got up to sit comfortably, aided by firm hands supporting her back.

Then it occurred to her... she was in the hospital. But it's not like when she woke up earlier. This place was much bigger, and the bed she occupied was much more comfortable. Cathy could even see a door that was the barrier between this room and a balcony? Is it possible that she is currently in one of the VIP rooms?

Then her eyes glanced at a clock on the wall in front of her. Two o'clock... two in the morning?!

Why isn't Vincent home yet? Was that man the one waiting for her all this time? How about her uncle? Why didn't her uncle show at all? Did her uncle no longer care about her?

Cathy was sure that Anna must have told their uncle that she had fallen unconscious at the amusement park. She was sure her uncle knew that she was currently in the hospital. Why didn't she hear any news that the man was worried about her condition?

Since they returned from Pina, Benjamin never returned to their home. Every now and then, the man just checked on them over the phone or chat. But Ben never set foot in the house again.

Did her uncle hate her again? Did she make a terrible mistake to cost a fortune in the hotel? Is that why she was 'fired,' and the man never showed up again?

Why? Why is Benjamin so heartless? She had begun to accept the man's presence, yet the man was back to his distant stance. She had started to take that her father hated her and welcomed Uncle Ben's presence, yet the man crashed her hope. 

She began to think of Benjamin as a substitute for his father figure. But why? Why is that man back to how he used to be now?

Cathy bit her lip hard once again without knowing a pair of eyes had been watching her. She wondered if she had indeed made an unforgivable mistake?

Cathy didn't care at all about the pain she felt when the soft touch of her lips took her by surprise.

"Don't bite your own lip, I don't want to see you hurt."

Cathy's eyes felt like they had been stabbed with something causing her tears to force their way out. She tried to hold her tears in place, and she tried to stop herself from biting her lips again.

Right now, she felt very weak, and he wanted to scream. Cathy wanted to cry out loud, but she did not want to either. She wished to be alone, didn't want to show anyone her weak side.

When her younger sisters were by her side, Cathy could still endure it. She was still able to keep her defensive wall firmly upright. But now, somehow, Cathy felt the walls she had built over the years were starting to crack. She felt that she could not afford to bury her disappointment and overwhelm sadness any longer.

Cathy tried to voice her heart and get rid of the person who was unwillingly budging from his place. She did not want the man to see her vulnerable state when she was crying.

However, she didn't dare to open her mouth because she knew that her tears would immediately flow down her cheeks as soon as she spoke. Hence, she shifted her gaze towards the transparent window where she could see the balcony's state, refusing to look directly into the person's eyes.

She felt that the man's gaze could penetrate deep into her heart and break her defenses. And she didn't want it at all.

It didn't take long before she felt two sturdy arms wrapped around her body, followed by the warmth that enveloped her whole figure. Cathy was shocked when she smelled lemon's scent mixed with masculine perfume assault her nostrils. She struggled and tried to get away from the person's arms, but his embrace was getting tighter.

"Shh..." whispered the man very soothingly as he patted her back gently and rubbed her head affectionately. "Nobody will see you cry. Neither will I. So cry your heart out."

Crack!

Now her defensive walls fell as soon as she heard the man's gentle, soothing words. Cathy couldn't hold it in any longer, and her tears burst out without warning. She was sobbing and crying loudly. Even her hands gripped the cloth of the man's garments as if she was afraid that the man would leave her like her father and uncle.

For the first time, she felt a great deal of fear. Cathy could accept that her father hated her and even kicked and beat her every time she visited him in the mental hospital. She also began to prepare herself if her uncle didn't care about her or kicked her out of the house.

But she wasn't ready... would never be prepared if Vincent would leave her. She was afraid that Vincent would do the same thing as her uncle. She was scared that Vincent would leave her.

If that happened, what would happen to her? She already felt her heartbreaking into pieces imagining that she would never see that young man again. Realizing her thoughts made her cry and her grip on Vincent's clothes tighter.

Cathy had no idea what Vincent felt hearing her cry. Cathy did not see Vincent's agony expression as he tried to calm her down. Cathy did not know that Vincent's heart was like being stoned by dozens of knives every time he heard her cry.

Of course, Cathy did not know either. No matter what, Vincent would never leave her. Even if Cathy had left Vincent, that man would have tracked her down and would find her.

Meanwhile, Vincent himself had realized when the girl he loved woke up this afternoon. This fragile yet dependable-looking girl would have cried like now if there weren't her siblings.. He knew very well that his beloved girl would act tough and hide her sadness from her siblings. Knowing this, how could Vincent leave her alone? How could he let his girl be miserable alone?