Loving You Is Not An Accident: It's Destiny 148 First Targe

On her left hand she's holding all the articles about Ingrid while on her right was the picture of Ingrid, smiling confidently.

"Why do you always get everything, while I need to beg for it? I swear! I will do everything to ruin you and your self-esteem Ingrid." she said gritting her teeth

In that dim lit room, Vanessa burned the news articles and magazines that feature Ingrid's accomplishments.

As she looked with hatred on Ingrid's picture, she laughed to scorn and she swore. "I will never allow you to rise above more than me. You're not as beautiful as me, nor as rich as me. I am more intelligent than you. You are no match to me. You are not fit to where you are now. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you with so much hatred! You always took the spotlight and people always notices you, while me? An heiress is only the second best!"

She screamed and tore the picture to pieces, trampled and spit on it. Then she gazed on the pictures pinned to wall.

"Hmm... where should I start?" she touched each one of the picture and she stopped. "...you'll be my lucky first target..."

...

On their way to Ingrid's home, the couple fell into silence, caught in deep thoughts. When suddenly, Ingrid felt some chills and goose b.u.mps all over her body and her hands suddenly went cold, her heart beats faster. She feels like fainting.

'What's happening to me?' when she could not bear it anymore she called the man beside her.

"Cliff..." Ingrid felt miserable without any reason.

"Yes, what is it?" Ingrid reached out Clifford's hand.

"I feel like fainting, chilly and... and miserable." Her voice is lacking strength as she speaks.

Without delay, Clifford parked the car on the side of the road and touched her forehead. Her body temperature seems normal but her hands were called. Her lips become pale.

"I'm gonna take you to the hospital..." his voice seems calm but deep inside he's starting to be frightened.

"No, just take me to my house and call a doctor. Please?" he then immediately called Gary and instructed to fetch their family doctor and to bring him at Ingrid's house.

After the call, Clifford then sped away and within several minutes, they reached her home but Ingrid already fainted on the way. He carried her inside the house. The house helps were all shocked seeing their madam carried by a man.

With commanding voice he said, "Where's Ingrid's room?" Nanny Tess led them immediately to the room.

He gently placed her on the bed. He looked at the househelp. "Please take off her clothes and change it."

"Ahh, yes, young master." He turned his back when the woman started to change Ingrid's clothes. He called Gary again.

Within few minutes, Gary and the doctor arrived. He checked her and asked. "Is she stressed out lately? Like physical or emotional stress?"

"Yes, she is.." Clifford immediately answered.

"She is over fatigued. She needs ample rest and here take this prescription." He pa.s.sed the prescription to Cliford.

"Thanks a lot, doc..." Gary then accompanied the doctor back to his clinic.

"Where's my son?"

Nanny Tess was puzzled and her eyes blinked for a few times before she answered. "Ahh... he's in his room, young master. The room next to Maam Ingrid's..."

"Thanks..." He then walked out.

When he opened the door, Clark was already outside Ingrid's room and in the act of opening the door.

"Daddy!" the child seemed so happy and he took the child and carried him in his arms.

"Clark!"

"I miss you so much, dad. I thought you don't wanna see me anymore..." the child's lips pouted. He chuckled.

"Of course not! Why would I do that to you? And I've been missing you so much, son. Forgive me if we haven't spent much time lately, daddy's been so busy..."

"It's okay. Mom told me the same thing. Where is she?"

"Uhm.. she's asleep because she's tired and she needs rest," Clifford doesn't want their child to worry so he said it that way.

"Can I see your room?" Clark immediately nodded.

As they enter his room, the child climbed down from him. Clark's room was neatly arranged. There's a place for his reading, his arts and educational toys. Ingrid made sure that everything he reads and watches are beneficial to him.

"Daddy, please have dinner with us, please, please?" Clark's eyes were filled with so much pleading.

"Yes, I'm having dinner with you tonight.." Clark jumped up and down.

"Yayy!!! and will you sleep over tonight?" he chuckled at his follow up question.

"I don't know yet, but I think I will..." he smiled.