Chapter 59 - Volleyball Match

Vincent would ask about general things like things Cathy likes or about her younger siblings. Cathy did not have any particular specifications regarding her favorite things. Surprisingly, the girl's eyes always lit up, and she became more excited when they talked about her younger siblings.

Vincent didn't mind either. He liked hearing her voice that sounded like ocean waves and melodious birds singing to accompany the sunrise.

Vincent wished to get to know Cathy a little deeper, but he controlled himself not to ask anything too personal. Besides, Cathy didn't ask anything about himself. It seemed that the girl next to him didn't have the same kind of interest he had.

Because of that, Vincent kept their conversation going without mentioning anything sensitive.

Not long after, Helena came over to them.

"Cathy, can you play volleyball?"

"I've never played volleyball on the beach."

"Come on... We're short on players. Three against three."

"All girls?"

"Of course. It won't be fun if the guys keep on playing. Come on!" Helena half forced Cathy to get up by pulling her arm.

"Wait, let me take off my jacket," said Cathy, taking off her gray jacket.

Cathy wore a light shirt with colorful patterns all over the fabric. The shirt did not have sleeves, only two ropes tied to the back of the neck form a triangle while Cathy's back was exposed, showing her smooth skin. The shirt was also not long, but enough to cover the navel. Besides, Cathy wore hot pants, which made her look cute and sexy.

Cathy tied her hair, which had previously fallen into random lumps on top of her head. She let some of the bangs untied and dropped beside her face beautifully.

Little did she know, her shirt rose, showing her smooth belly when she lifted her hands to tie her hairs, causing a certain someone to choke up his own saliva.

"What's wrong?" asked Cathy in concern when she heard the coughing from Vincent.

Vincent held his breath unknowingly while looking at the beautiful lady in front of his eyes.

Who is this girl? Why could this girl make his heartbeat so wildly every time they met? There was always something that made him unable to take his eyes off the little girl.

"No. I'm fine." Vincent sighed, aware that his voice had become hoarse. He hoped that Cathy would not think strangely about him. "Go have fun."

"There's a drink in the box. Take it if you're thirsty," answered Cathy in a hurry because Helena pulled her hand.

Vincent facepalmed before taking a deep breath while recalled what he saw earlier. The delicate neck, exposed white pure as snow back, the slender leg that looks so strong yet fragile. And also... the belly and the tiny navel... What does it feel like if he runs his finger onto those delicate skin?

OMG! Since when he became a pervert? His mother would slice him into pieces if she peeked in his brain.

Vincent took a bottle in the box and drank the content in one go to get rid of his pervert thinking.

After waiting for his heartbeat to return to normal, Vincent rose to his feet and walked to watch the volleyball match.

Because this island was arguably a private island and only the upper class could access this island, the beach visitors were only employees and some hotel guests who had not yet returned home.

Seeing the six beautiful girls preparing to start their match, many viewers were curious and got closer to the 'match arena.'

"Sister Cathy! Let's beat them! Wooo!"

Vincent saw Cathy's three younger siblings cheering in support of her eldest sister.

Once again, Vincent took pictures around him with Cathy's three sisters at the focus.

The referee's whistle sounds, and the match begins.

Vincent could barely believe what he saw.

Of the six players, only one stood out. The other five players hit the ball with all their might but not with the right technique. As a result, sometimes they got the ball and dropped it right in the opponent's area, sometimes they hit the ball, which ended up falling before it crossed the net.

Well, of course, most of them failed to catch the ball that was thrown at them. They were not professional volleyball players nor trained to become one. Everyone, even the kids, knew at one look that these girls were playing volleyball just for fun.

But there was one girl that stood out amongst the six. Her punches were solid and always succeeded in aiming for the opponent's weak points. This girl was the key to her team's victory.

Even though the other five girls were not on her level, she did not monopolize the game. She kept throwing the ball at her teammate and deliberately hits the ball not too hard so that the opponent could return her throw.

This girl was neither selfish nor arrogant. She laughed happily with her teammates without caring if all of them couldn't match her talent. This girl smiled even wider when three young girls cheered her on enthusiastically.

For the umpteenth time, Vincent couldn't take his eyes off this one girl. What a humble and kind-hearted girl. He was sure he never met any girl like Cathy.

Vincent wondered, when would this girl feel satisfied to make him fall for her all over again?

Vincent took lots of photos, and this time the main focus was Catherine West. The original plan, which wanted to take lots of pictures about this holiday event, turned into a photo compilation of Catherine West.

He no longer cares whether he had lost his mind or not because his hands had the idea of their own and seized all of Cathy's smiles in one press on the camera. Her smile was shining brighter than the sun, and he couldn't miss this opportunity.

Unfortunately, it was not Vincent who admired the girl. Several hotel staffers who also came to the beach were fascinated and wanted to have a further relationship with Cathy.

Vincent felt jealous that he had never felt before and quickly approached Cathy before other young men neared the girl.

He had even prepared a dry towel and a bottle of drink to give to Cathy, making the girl stare at him in confusion.

Fortunately, before this, Vincent had approached the girl tirelessly and made her feel used to his presence. Hence, Cathy didn't refuse his offer and accepted a towel to wipe her sweat. She also took the bottle and drank the water until it was almost gone.

If their relationship had not yet become close, Cathy would have rejected his offer for sure.

Vincent could feel Cathy always kept a distance from a man, which made him happy and proud.

You can keep your distance from other men, but not with me—noted Vincent with a wide grin.