Chapter 97 - Which One Should She Choose?

"It hurts... Are you not afraid she will think you are a monster?" Vincent immediately rose to his feet to avoid the second blow from his sister.

"Abi, save me from your rampage-vicious mother." Vincent opened the door to the room next to the stairs and entered it, followed by his sister soon.

Cathy's frowned deeper as she had no idea what she should do or what was going on.

"Never mind them. They always behave like that." Cathy heard a soft, warm voice from her right.

Cathy also felt her hand being held by the older woman making her breathless. Those soft hands... a mother's hand... has she ever felt the touch of a mother's hand? If so, why couldn't she remember it?

"I heard a lot about you from my son. I often forced him to bring you here immediately, so don't scold him." stated the older woman, moving a lock of hair behind her ear gently.

The tone of this woman's voice, her actions, her demeanor, and the way the woman looked at her... all of these brought her to tears.

"What's wrong? Are you sick? Did my naughty son do something to you? Just don't be afraid and tell me. I will punish him."

Cathy shook her head quickly. "No. I'm fine. It's just that I did not expect..." did not expect that Vincent's family to greet her this warmly. "That Vincent will bring me here."

The woman gave a hearty laugh as a response. "That mischief boy really is very naughty. You don't have to worry. He didn't inform us that he brought you here today either. That's why Vanessa was so angry to let you see her in not so good appearance. If we know you came today in advance, surely I will prepare a special meal."

"Please, don't. I don't want to bother you."

"Nah, you never bother me. Don't you worry." Mrs. Regnz gently tapped her hand, earning a sweet smile from Cathy.

"Grangraaaan... Mom and Uncle Pinpin are at it again. Really, they are like..." the little girl's words paused as soon as she saw Cathy. "Wow, is a beautiful angel coming here?"

Suddenly a small child came out of the room that Vincent and his sister entered. The child's last sentence made Cathy's face blush. It didn't take long before the little girl climbed up and sat on her lap, leaving Cathy stunned at not knowing what to say. The girl looked at her with a curious gaze and an innocent face.

"Can I hold this beautiful Angel's hair? Your hair is so beautiful."

Cathy blinked several times, unable to move because she was so startled by the child's direct closeness. Then she brought all her hair to the side of her shoulder so that the child in her lap could hold it more easily.

"Abi, it's rude to hold other people's hair." Mrs. Regnz gave a warning tone to her granddaughter.

"It is okay," Cathy replied hurriedly and let Abi hold her hair.

It felt ticklish and amusing when the child was stroking some of her hair. That's when she saw Vincent come out of the room, rubbing his sore shoulder.

"Are you okay?" asked Cathy worriedly.

"No. I'm not all right." replied the man sighed, seeing his niece quickly became so familiar with Cathy.

"Isn't this unfair?" Vincent's complaint made Cathy surprised. This was the first time she had heard Vincent sulk. "I've granted your wish, but you even monopolized her yourself. Are you planning to kidnap her from me?"

Vincent instantly regretted what he said when he saw his sister and his mother's sneaky looks. On the other hand, Cathy's cheeks reddened again to the point one couldn't tell which was redder between her cheeks and boiled crab.

Cathy hoped she could find a hole to hide her blushing cheeks.

"Aunt angel, take a look at my picture. Isn't that beautiful?"

Cathy's body stiffened to see a picture filled with shading in a book that the child showed. A young woman with a crown on it and... it was in grayish.

Beautiful? How could she see its beauty when there was only one color in her eyes?

Every time she had painting lessons at her school, Catherine would glance at her friend and pick up her friend's color. Even though she could see no color, she could see the difference in color levels. Cathy just needs to pick up the same color level as the friend next to her.

Even though she never got good grades in art, her results weren't so bad. Therefore she could survive in school without having to expose her disabilities.

When her three younger siblings ask for help with the art of drawing, she would find excuses and told them to ask Aunt Len.

As a result, no one knew that she was colorblind until this second.

Alas, this little girl gave her a direct question about an image. She couldn't get away anymore, and she didn't know how to come up with an excuse.

Did she need to answer with the answer the girl wanted? What if the kid asked her to color together?

"Abi, why don't you ask me? I'm so sad that you ignored me the minute you meet your angel."

Cathy felt saved when she heard Vincent's voice. However, is that man know how to sulk too?

Abi sighed before showing the results of her drawing to her sulking uncle.

"How is it? It's beautiful, right?" Abi asked in a cute tone that made Vincent felt like wanting to pinch her chubby cheeks.

"Right. But isn't aunt angel here more beautiful?" teased Vincent while looked at Cathy with 

Catherine, who had been tense, was now fidgeting in her place. In an instant, her worry and afraid that one would know her fault disappeared without a trace. Her cheeks flushed red without her permission.

"Gosh... she's really cute when she's blushing like this," remarked Vanessa to make Cathy feel more embarrassed and lowered her face to hide her blushing cheeks.

"Sister, you scared her."

"What? Are you saying something?"

Vincent giggled and straight escaping to sit next to Cathy to avoid his sister's punch. Suddenly Abi showed a picture of a princess that had not been colored.

"Aunt angel, what color is suitable for this princess's hair?" asked Abi, holding two pencils of different colors.

Cathy squeezed her skirt's fabric while a cold sweat started running from the top of her head.

Which one should she choose?