My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

Cathy couldn't hide her surprise at the realization that Vincent was driving the car for the first time.

"I thought you would pick me up..."

"I am picking you up."

"No... no... that's not it ... I mean." Vincent often picked her up but not by car. Vincent only walked to her house, then the two of them would walk to the bus stop not far from Rosemary's housing.

"Yes, come on in." Vincent walked behind Cathy and pushed her shoulders into the open car.

As soon as Cathy sat down comfortably, Vincent pulled the seatbelt and fastened it to shield the girl. The closeness of their bodies made Cathy choked that she didn't know what to do. Cathy could do it herself, so why did Vincent do it instead?

"I can do it my..."

Cathy's sentence was interrupted when the young man finished inserting the seat belt hooks and turned his head towards her. Their faces were so close... they could even feel each other's breath. Their gaze was like a magnet that they found difficult to shift their eyes off each other.

For the umpteenth time, Cathy felt her beating heart was running abnormally. It felt like time stopped, and their eyes interlocked as if enjoying each other's beautiful eyes.

Cathy did not know who moved first, but she felt like their gap was getting closer to the point her nose almost touched the man.

A second later, Vincent tore their interlocked eyes first and pulled himself out of the side of the car before rubbing Cathy's head gently.

The man gave a hearty chuckle when he saw Cathy lowered her head, and her cheeks were adorned with a pink hue.

Vincent closed his car door in a relaxed manner and walked toward the driver's side.

As soon as Vincent sat down and started the engine before Cathy realized, she had been holding her breath for a long time! She covered her face with both hands feeling very embarrassed remembering the previous incident.

Vincent glanced at his side and endured an amused smile seeing the girl's adorable behavior.

Ten minutes later, the car had stopped, and Vincent announced they had arrived.

Cathy wondered what place they visited, which only took them ten minutes to travel? If the distance was close, they did not need to use a car.

After looking around, she realized that a large script not far from her made her eyes bulged as if they wanted to jump out of their place.

What are they doing inside the Blue Rosemary?! Why does Vincent bring to his house? Why? Why? Why?

Even as Vincent opened the door next to her to lead her out of the car, a thousand whys filled her head.

"Uhm... Where is this?" Cathy already knew the answer but couldn't help to ask.

"We're in front of my house," was the reply with an innocent face making Cathy's face frown.

"And why are we here?"

"Because I was afraid my ears would break at the nagging of the women in my family."

"Ah?"

"You will understand. Come on." Vincent took Cathy's hand and hooked his fingers between hers, causing total chaos inside her heart.

Really. This is bad for her heart. If Vincent kept making unexpected advances, Cathy would die of a heart attack one day.

Once inside the house, a woman appeared with a towel covering all her hair and dressed in home-style pajamas.

The woman glared at Vincent with an annoyed gaze and said in a loud voice.

"Vincent! I will settle a score with you after this!" then the woman marched up the stairs to the top floor.

Cathy swallowed hard at the woman's anger, which made her glance at Vincent warily. But what she saw was not what she expected.

The young man was even seemed to hold back his laughter, and a moment later, Vincent laughed out loud, making her confused. As far as she could remember, she had never seen Vincent showed a full hearty laugh like this.

"What happened? Why is Vanvan getting angry, and you... Oh, hello... who is this?" Cathy gulp to ease her tense muscle when a much older woman appeared and greeted Cathy with such overwhelmed gentleness.

"Good afternoon," Cathy hurriedly greeted the woman politely.

Cathy was not stupid nor forgetful. Vincent once said that the man lived in Blue Rosemary, which means that a woman in her late fifties was the mother of the man who is still holding her hand.

"My name is Catherine." and Cathy could not understand why the woman's gaze seemed to sparkle at her.

"Oh, is it possible that you..." The mother looked at her son questioningly, then got a confirmed nod from Vincent, followed by a wide grin.

Mrs. Regnz's face beamed brightly and hugged Cathy suddenly to make the girl stiffened on the spot.

"I've finally been able to meet you. It's been a long time since I've wanted to see you. We're even planning to kick him out if he doesn't bring you here soon."

"??" Cathy did not understand the meaning of the older woman's uttering, but she stayed silent. Then the woman's hand wrapped around Cathy's arm without warning made her nervous a lot.

For the first time, Cathy's brain was unable to function correctly. She was still having trouble processing what was going on. She even couldn't understand the situation right now. And without realizing it, she was already sitting flanked by the woman she thought was Vincent's mother and the previous angry young woman.

Only this time, the young woman had changed into a neater outfit and had her hair beautifully combed.

Still confused by the two women she didn't know, Cathy looked at Vincent, who was frowning with a hopeless look.

"Mom, sister, you scared her. Can you just act normal? She will think of us... Aaaww..."

Cathy held her breath when she saw the woman who had been sitting on her left got up and struck Vincent on the shoulder.

What happened again?