Chapter 181 - A Way To See Colors

The necklace she was wearing was exactly the same as the one in her mother's photo. The design, the shape, and the color level were the same. Is it possible... this is her mother's necklace? Is it possible that Vincent put them on while she was sleeping?

Cathy grabbed the necklace around her neck and rubbed it with her thumb. Her eyes filled with tears as she realized she had another legacy from her mother.

Cathy immediately wiped her tears when she heard a ring from her new phone. Her lips filled a smile, and her heart filled with warmth when she saw a name on her cellphone screen.

"Vincent..." Cathy greeted impatiently. "When did you give me my mother's necklace?" there was a crisp laugh on the other end.

"Oh, you noticed?"

"You, really. Until when did you feel satisfied to make me surprised and happy?"

"When it comes to that, I'll never be satisfied, Cath. You are my reason for living, and I always want to make you happy."

Words can't describe how happy she was, and she couldn't wait the day where she would reunite with her mischief handsome husband.

The two of them chatted and expressed their longing, which a second later, their voice call turned into a video call.

Cathy could see, Vincent was busy working on his laptop but still responded and invited her to converse. She knew she had to stop their video call so Vincent could work easily. But it was tough to end their talk.

Besides, they just got married but had to part away. Which married couple could survive without each other's embrace? Especially for those who just married yesterday.

"I forgot to say." Vincent's tone turned serious. "I installed a tracking device on your phone Cath. Make sure you bring your cellphone wherever you go. And I also installed a program to prevent intruders from hacking your cellphone. Therefore, your phone is also safe and protected."

Hearing her husband's profound explanation, Cathy laughed then pretended to be sullen.

"So you mean to say that now you're spying on me, huh? It looks like you can't trust your wife to put a tracking device on my phone. I feel like my privacy is compromised, or maybe you're afraid I'll have an affair?" teased Cathy with a playful tone.

Vincent responded with an amused laugh, and his eyes were no less playful than Cathy's previous tone of voice.

"I'm sure you're not going to cheat on me, Cath, because I've lived in your heart, and I don't want to leave there."

Then the two of them laughed together.

"This time, I'm serious, Cath. I don't want you to be kidnapped for the third time. That time you were lucky to meet me, otherwise... I can't imagine what will happen to you there."

"Huh? Yesterday was the first time. I've never been kidnapped before."

"..." Vincent overlooked the fact that Cathy has forgotten about her first kidnapping thanks to Kinsey. "Therefore, don't get the next one." Vincent continued in a relaxed and reassuring manner that made Cathy no longer suspicious. "What is that?"

Vincent saw an open book next to Cathy's head that was caught on his wife's front camera. Vincent knew it was the mini-album he gave Cathy to keep the photos on display in the room Cathy was going to pass on their wedding day. He deliberately pretended not to know and asked his wife to shift their conversation topic.

"I was looking at the photos you prepared for me. I did not expect you to have many photos of my mother's memories. I really like it."

Vincent's smile widened. "I'm glad you liked it. But why do I feel like you thought of anything else?"

Cathy sighed and wondered if her expression was that easy to read?

"I... I feel disappointed for a moment. I wish I could see colors. I want to see colors... sometimes I think like that."

"You can see colors."

Of course, she could see colors... in her dreams. Cathy knew Vincent is trying to cheer her up, but still... she couldn't help but be depressed at her disability to see colors. 

"I know," said Cathy softly.

"I'm not entertaining you, Cath. I'm serious. Over the past year, I've been thinking about you too. Like I said earlier, I want to make you happy. If one of them is making you see color again, I want to grant it. That's why I thought of a way so you can see it again."

Cathy was touched to hear her husband's explanation. Not only thought about her during their year apart, but the man was also looking for a way to make her see colors again. She feels loved... she feels herself a priceless treasure that one would fight for. 

Really... what good deed has she done in her past to marry this affectionate and caring man?

"Did you find it?" Cathy immediately got up and sat on the bed with an anxious heart. If there were a way for her to see color again, she would do it. 

At first, she had given up and accepted that she would not be able to see the colors of this world's beauty. That was how it was and supposed to remain unchanged.

But, after knowing her birth mother's identity and married, Vincent... Cathy wanted to see color again. She wanted to see what her mother and her loved ones see. She wished to enjoy the beauty of this world together with the people she loves.

"It's just my theory, Cath. I don't know if it works or not. But, I guess there's nothing wrong with trying it."

"I will try it."

"In my opinion, the reason why you can't see colors is not because of your mental disorder... but rather... is your innermost feelings."

"My innermost feelings? I don't understand."

Cathy listened intently as Vincent explained something at length. Now she understands and began to apply the theory that Vincent meant. They would only know the results when Cathy came face to face with the source of the problem.

The following day Anna and the twins had breakfast together with Cathy before leaving for their respective schools.

Anna and the twins could see the attitude of the elder sister... their cousin was different. This time they could see Cathy could smile or laugh freely, but sometimes Cathy daydreams for no apparent reason.

Well, as long as Cathy didn't injure herself by biting her lip, they could rest easy.

Cathy took her three younger siblings away after giving a regular kiss on the cheeks of the three.

Owen, Cathy's driver, took the twins to school while Rain, Anna's driver, escorted Anna to campus or wherever Anna goes. Meanwhile, Jack, the twins' private driver, was not feeling well and has asked for a day off.

Owen, Rain, and Jack were the drivers Benjamin hired last year at the same time with three new cars at Red Rosemary. Although the three were assigned as private drivers for West sisters, they did not specify which car to use.

Both Cathy and her three younger siblings were not very picky about cars or who would be the drivers. It's just that Owen was more often... to be exact, preferred to be Cathy's driver, while Rain, who happens to be Anna's driver more often than others, leaving Jack to be automatically the driver of the twins.

Sometimes once a week, Steve and Kinsey would come and drop off or pick up the West sisters. There was no suspicion whatsoever about all the employees who work at Red Rosemary. They believed... all who work there have been investigated and underwent a rigorous investigation from Benjamin and all previous LS members.

Little did they know that a spy secretly entered Cathy's room and spread Rare Memory gas with a low dose. That explains why Cathy often dreams of her childhood.

This time, the dose of RM gas is harmless but strong enough to unearth a memory buried in the brain. And Cathy has been inhaling the gas regularly for the past six months.

This person deliberately did not immediately give the RM formula gas earlier to gain the host's trust. Only when Catherine realized that she knew the truth of Chloe's background did this person give Cathy RM gas.

And today, that person took action after confirming that Cathy was alone in the main hall of Red Rosemary. He took this opportunity when Cathy was reading a magazine alone and approached her.

"Good evening, Miss Catherine."

"Hi, Jack. How are you? I heard you didn't feel well this morning. Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes, miss. Thank you for your attention. Actually... there was someone who brought this for you, miss." Jack proceeded while giving Cathy a USB.

"What is this?" asked Cathy curiously while looking at this tiny thing with curiosity.

"I wish I asked about it beforehand before I received it."

"No worries. I'll take a look after this. Thank you."

Jack lowered his head then left with evil, crooked smirk.