Chapter 152 - Her Anxiety

It has been almost half a year since she learned her identity and the history of her parents. Since Cathy asked her brother for help finding Vincent, Kinsey was cold and dismissed her.

Every now and then, Kinsey would visit her and invite her to eat together but act cold a second later every time Cathy mentioned Vincent's name. In the end, Cathy gave up and decided not to upset her brother furthermore. After all, Kinsey was her real sibling. Cathy did not want each of their meetings to be filled with bad moods or unnecessary arguments.

Of course, she would not just give up. Cathy tried to ask Paul for help, which seems not much different because all the S team members, including Paul, were more compliant with Kinsey and did not grant her request.

She did not surprise because she knew Kinsey was the leader of the S team. Automatically, they would listen to Kinsey's demand instead of her.

Hence, Cathy decided to look for Lest and Welly, the leaders of the other core team. Unfortunately, she didn't know where she could find them.

In the end, Cathy returned to her activities before she worked at the Alvianc group. She tutored privately from house to house and spent time with her three younger siblings as usual. It's just... Cathy couldn't smile broadly or feel happy like before.

Not because she missed Vincent, but also because she couldn't get rid of the truth of her family's past. She wished to meet Vincent at the same time she did not know how to behave when they meet later.

'Vincent will suffer when with you. It was his willpower to move on and closed his unfortunate past. But if he stayed by your side, his past would haunt him back for the rest of his life. Do you want Vincent to live in misery by your side?'

His uncle's words echoed in his mind. Will Vincent suffer when he is with him? Does Vincent not want to stay by her side because she is the daughter of someone who has ruined his future and plunged him into a violent world?

Realizing this made her even more afraid... the day the two met that day would also be their goodbye.

Cathy missed Vincent very, very much. Even the word 'very' could not describe how much she was longing. Cathy wanted to meet Vincent at the same time she didn't want to meet him.

It would be better for Cathy not to meet and miss him, but their status was still a lover rather than to meet, and then they had to separate forever.

"Cathy... Cathy..."

A voice calling out her name broke her reverie.

"Ah, sorry. What did you say?"

"I asked you if you wanted to go upstairs or not. Once you get in here, your mind is elsewhere. Visitors will think I just broke your heart." Frank explained with a sense of humor.

Cathy just smiled thinly to understand what Frank meant, trying to comfort her. During the last six months, Cathy has often taken the time to come to the gallery in the hope of knowing the news of Vincent's whereabouts. And every time she wanted to be alone, she would go up to the second floor and enter V's private room. Sometimes Cathy even fell asleep at V's table for hours. But this time, she didn't want to go up.

"No. I don't think I'm in the mood to go upstairs. I don't know what else to do? Frank, if you were me... what would you do?"

"I'll forget about it and find a new one. I often hear from women that life will be easier with those who love you than with those you love."

"Vincent loves me... I thought like that. It looks like people's feelings can change. Will my feelings change too? Can I find someone who loves me? Can I love that person as much as I did to him?" Cathy exhaled a heavy sigh. "I don't even know anymore."

"Cathy..." Frank sighed, feeling sympathy for her.

"If I had to part with him, it would be nice we never met. That way, I don't have to fall in love or have to feel how to be apart from a loved one." Cathy sighed before continuing, "I'm pathetic, right?"

Frank smiled faintly in response. He hopes that the young girl in front of him could be cheerful again, like when she was with Vincent before.

"Are you busy tonight?" Frank asked.

"I don't think I have a schedule for tonight."

"Want to have dinner with me? Felis will be there too. If you don't mind, you can join us."

"Felis? As in Felicia Bernz?"

Frank nodded his head while offering her a thin smile.

Cathy stared blankly at the pictures displayed all over the walls of the building. When she accidentally runs into Felicia at Amour's tower, she found out that Felicia was Vincent's friend. Apparently, Frank also knows Felicia?

"What is the relationship between Felicia and Vincent? It seems they are very close. You too, I did not know you are also friends with Felicia Bernz."

"Vincent and Felis grew up together since childhood. You could say Felicia is Vincent's younger sister. As for me... I met them both at the campus. Since then, the three of us have always been together. Don't get me wrong. Vincent and Felicia are only friends. Their relationship will never be more than that." Frank continued when he saw a disappointed expression at Cathy.

"Where is the place?" after all, she felt there were some things she wanted to ask the woman.

After writing down the address, Cathy went out and met Owen. The two of them strolled across the building in silence.

Owen always accompanied behind her to keep his distance. Not too close and not too far. He knew right now that the second lady needed some time alone.

Cathy walked past the places she had visited with Vincent. It had been six months that she routinely passed through these streets, making Owen memorized the route by heart.

Even though she has passed the same road hundreds of times, Cathy was never bored with her daily life. Even though there is no Vincent by her side, she could still see Vincent if she goes to her memorable places with that man.

Sometimes she saw Vincent smile at her; sometimes, she felt her head being rubbed gently by Vincent's hand; sometimes, she felt her hand being grasped by the man's big warm hand. Whatever that man had done to her, sometimes she could feel it.

Cathy didn't care whether Vincent's appearance was a shadow of her memory or just an illusion. As long as she could see the man's face, she was quite happy.

Unfortunately, no matter how often she saw Vincent, she never heard his voice. Now she doubted whether she could still recognize her lover's voice or not. She couldn't even remember what Vincent's voice was like anymore.

Cathy's steps stopped when she felt something wet her cheeks. Her fingers touched her cheeks, and she saw that they were wet with tears. Why is she crying during the day? Is her heart not satisfied enough to cry every night?

Realizing that she had forgotten Vincent's voice, Cathy's heart was dying. Will Vincent slowly disappear from her life? Or... her heart built a defense system and tried to drive Vincent's existence out of her mind?

Cathy crouched down, staring at the street blankly. She tried to cast the image of Vincent smiling at her but... nothing. She couldn't remember what Vincent's smile looked like. The only thing she remembered was Vincent's flat expression when he picked her up at the cafe. The man neither held her hand nor looked at her. She felt physically very close but also very far away. Now... the distance between them was far and farther as time goes by.

Once again, Cathy's tears rolled down her cheeks... only this time without a sound. No one realized that Cathy was crying there.

***

That night Cathy, Felicia, and Frank ate together at a restaurant owned by Frank's older sister. Unlike what Cathy imagined, it turned out that Felicia welcomed her in a friendly manner. It was very different when they met at the Amour tower.

"I'm sorry, at that time I was drunk. I always can't think straight when drunk. I promise I will make up for it from now on." said Felicia. "So what were we talking about at that time? I tried to contact you, but you never picked up or replied to my message."

Cathy was confused by the last sentence. Could it be that the unknown number calling her was Felicia?

Paul and Kinsey often warned her not to receive calls from unknown numbers quickly. Likewise, with anonymous messages... she immediately deleted them without reading them.

"Sorry..." was all Cathy could say. Even if she wanted to explain, she didn't know how to explain it.

To avoid the same incident, this time, Cathy made sure to save Felicia's number.