Chapter 85 - Old Memories

"We found something that could make her look like someone addicted to drugs in her blood system. The dose is also enormous. She would experience heart failure if her body didn't survive the night."

Vincent gasped at that and realized he was not dreaming after feeling the pain in his thigh as soon as he pinched himself.

"That's impossible. Cathy isn't that kind of person. She couldn't possibly be addicted to this kind of drug."

"It's not that kind of drug. It's not a drug that can make users addicted. I've never seen a formula like this. I don't know for sure because this is the first time we've encountered a compound like this. But for sure, this prescription affects her brain, making her hallucinate or see something she thinks is real in the form of a dream."

"Isn't there a way to get it out?"

The doctor shook her head dejectedly. "My apology. We dare not take further action before knowing the specifications. We will monitor her situation and make sure she is not in danger."

"I understand. Thank you, doctor... Kirena," replied Vincent when he read the doctor's name on the name tag. He found nothing suspicious about the female doctor and believed everything the doctor said.

As soon as Vincent came out of the room, the doctor took out her hand, which was hidden in the pocket of her doctor's robe. There was a similar tattoo on her wrist showing two lions with a crown between the lion's heads.

Unbeknown to Vincent, the doctor could give an antidote or remove the dangerous fluid from Cathy's body. But she deliberately let it be and only watched Cathy so as not to suffer heart failure.

If she could choose, she wouldn't let the patient suffer and immediately gave the antidote. However, she couldn't disobey her superior's direct order. The doctor sighed, hoping the patient would survive this night.

On the other hand, Vincent, who had just come out of the doctor's room, walked to Cathy's room without the slightest suspicion. He saw the three younger girls still crying on both sides of their eldest sister.

Vincent walked over to them and sat next to Cathy, holding her hand. He could see the girl began to break out in cold sweat and mutter indistinctly.

"No... No..."

"Cathy, wake up..." Vincent tried to wake the girl who seemed like having a nightmare. He even began to feel the hand he was holding was as cold as ice.

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"Sister,"

"Sister Cathy... wake up... please,"

Cathy heard her siblings calling her name, and she distinctly caught her sister's sobs. She could even feel a large hand gripping hers tightly. But she couldn't open her eyes at all, nor could she move her muscle.

What happened? What's wrong with her?

She desired to arise and open her eyelids to reassure her three sisters that she was all right. She felt sorry when she had to hear her siblings cry, mainly because the cause of their crying was her.

Cathy was still trying to open her eyelids or move her muscle, which was futile. Her heart began to panic when the voices of her sisters faded away.

Is she dead? Is she unable to wake up again? Suddenly Cathy was terrified.

It wasn't long before she heard a voice in a conversation.

"Her hair color is too flashy."

"We can cover it with a hat."

"Miss, this child is getting more and more like you."

"You're right. This place will be no longer safe for her."

Strangely, Cathy did not recognize any voice that sounded in her head. Who are they?

"Hush! Don't bother me studying. Go away."

This time she heard a boy's voice. Why did the voices she heard were not the same?

Where is she? Who are they? Why can't she see anything?

Once again, she tried to open her eyes and her heartfelt relief as soon as she could see the surroundings. She saw two adults not far from her discussing something with solemn faces.

Her eyes filled with tears when she saw the two people's faces. Is it a dream? If so, she doesn't want to wake up from this beautiful dream.

"Mama..." Cathy realized her voice wasn't normal. She glanced at her hands and realized she wasn't her usual figure. She's a toddler?!

The woman she called mama turned around in surprise then smiled as she approached her.

"You're right, darling. I am your mama. From now on, I am your mama."

Why did her mother say this kind of words? Isn't the woman her mother since the beginning?

"Catherine, he's your daddy. Come on, try calling him dada."

Catherine turned to a man who was looking at her in displeasure. She remembered that day where the man slapped her hard. Has her father never loved her all this time? Even since she was a little??

Or could it be... she was adopted??

"Daniel... she is also your family. Look at her. You make her scared."

Cathy saw her father sigh and then approached the two of them with heavy steps.

"This kid's hair is too flashy. We have to change it. How about we dye it another color?"

The mother glared at her husband. "Are you kidding?! She's not even three years old yet."

"It's also for her sake. Sooner or later, they will notice her existence."

"Not on my watch." The mother clicked her tongue in annoyance and looked for something from her wardrobe.

Then the older kind woman took a beautiful round hat for girls and put it on Cathy's head. She curled Cathy's hair and tucked it inside the hat.

"Well, her hair would be hidden this way. Jeez... What kind of creature are you? You're so adorable," the mother pecked her face repeatedly, earning a giggle from little Cathy.

"Since when do you have a hat like this?"

"Ever since we got married. I fancied a daughter, so I bought cute clothes and accessories for our future baby girl."

"We don't even have children yet."

"Hush! Isn't this girl, our child? Isn't that right, Cathy? From now on, I will call you Cathy.." once again, the mother kissed both cheeks of hers.