The Villainess (Kim Taehyung ff)

☆ Chapter 7 ☆

Y/N patiently waited for Eun-ji to come back to the room with the doctor. She was trying to remember what would happen next. But suddenly the door burst open, making her flinch, and a man bolted into the room while Eun-ji and another man followed him behind.

"My dear, you are awake," said the man who entered the room first. He kneeled down next to her bed and took her hands in his. Tears streamed from that man's eyes as he looked at her. He appeared to be in his late fifties. Some of the hair on his head had turned white. The cleanly shaved face and the healthy skin color-even though his cheeks had some wrinkles-showed he was a person of high birth. Y/n's eyes traveled to his clothes next. He was wearing a full suit. It was royal blue, and it looked expensive. The golden pocket watch with a chain that dangled from his suit, the golden cufflinks, and the huge ring, which had a unique design, screamed nobility.

At first, y/n didn't dare to let out a single word from her mouth because she couldn't recognize this character. She looked at Eun-ji to get a hint, but she just stared at them with shining eyes. The way this man cried didn't look fake, so this y/n must be very important to him. Maybe he was important to y/n too.

"I almost felt like my whole world stopped when you collapsed at the ball yesterday. I only have you left in this world after your mother left us, sweetie. Please take care of your health and be happy all the time. If it's not for you, then do it for me." The man sobbed while placing a soft kiss in her hand. Y/N noticed Eun-ji wiping away her tears. "You kept telling that you need to go. Y/n why do you say it? Where do you want to go? Please don't leave me behind." the man said with a shaky voice. Y/n stared at him with a confused look. "Do you not even recognize your own father?" More tears slipped from the man's eyes.

"Father?" y/n said with a small voice. Is he looking at her with so much affection all because of she shares blood with the owner's body?

"Yes, honey, I'm here." he said while getting up to sit on y/n's bed next to her, but he never let her hands go. Suddenly, his eyes widened when he saw tears welling up in y/n's eyes. He cupped her cheeks with both of his hands. "Does anywhere hurt, sweetheart?" He asked, while checking her, if she had any external injuries. Then he hugged her tightly, and tears streamed from y/n's eyes without her noticing. Y/n couldn't hold herself from hugging him back. For the first time in her life, she felt the warmth of a father. The kind, gentle, sweet voice of him held nothing but sincerity. For the first time in her life, she felt loved. Y/n was surprised that she felt so comfortable in his arms. Y/n felt happy. She may not be the real owner of this body, but she felt like this man already held a part of her heart.

Y/n never expect something like this to happen. But then she remembered that the book didn't said much about this y/n's family. It only said that y/n lost her mother when she was just five years old.

Y/n couldn't help but smile as she looked at the man who was now her father when they pulled away from the hug. Her father tucked some of her hair, which was falling on her forehead, behind her ear. Y/N's gaze was drawn to the man who was standing next to the bed. He was a middle-aged man with shoulder-length silver hair. It was tied behind his neck in a ponytail, and he was dressed in a dark brown suit with ground glasses.

"How are you, my little lady?" Mr. Oliver said while getting closer to her. Eun-ji put a stool next to her bed so Mr. Oliver could sit there. The duke waited a few meters away from them, giving the doctor more room to check his daughter. But y/n didn't miss the way he stared at her in a protective way.

"I feel fine, Mr. Oliver. My head hurts just a bit." Y/n said with a soft voice, widening Mr. Oliver's and everyone else's eyes. Did she say something wrong? Y/n looked at Mr. Oliver's eyes, filled with worry behind his glasses. But his blue eyes started to shine with kindness. "Okay, my lady, I will give you some herbal tea for that." Mr. Oliver stated as he took a piece of cloth from his bag. "Please give me your hand, my lady." he said, and y/n did as she was told. The doctor placed the silky-thin cloth in her hand while checking her pulse. Right-all the men can't touch a noble lady.