More Than Just A Maid

Chapter 12

        You and Jungkook looked at him, wide-eyed.

"My f-father?" You started shaking. "That's impossible. My dad left when I was little, I-I haven't seen him since." You said.

        "That's what your mother told you?" He scoffed. "The nerve of that woman."

         "How can you be so sure that you're my dad?"

        "Our birthmarks, they're the same. I noticed that when you were first born. Also, I have this picture." He pulled a picture of him and you from his wallet.

        "That's me." You whispered.

        "Taken 15 years ago." He smiled and hugged you again. "After all these years, I finally found you. You've gotten so big." He pulled away. "We have to catch up." He said.

        "What do you mean that's what my mother told you? Are you saying she lied?"

        "I'll explain everything to you. We shoud go and get coffee, do you drink coffee?"

        "I prefer tea."

        "Well we should go get some and talk."

        "I have to take Jungkook home first." You said. Your 'father' looked at Jungkook then back to you.

        "Alright. Meet me at that cafe over there." He said, pointing across the street. "

        "Okay." You and Jungkook got in the car and you just sat there, gripping the wheel.

        "Do you really think that he's your dad?" Jungkook asked.

        "I don't know, but I'm going to find out. Jungkook, when I take you home, tell the others that I'm going to visit Junie for a little bit. I don't want them to get into a frenzy or something. So don't mention anything that just happened, okay?"

         "Arraso, noona." You dropped Jungkook off and went to the coffee shop. You walked in and found the man who claims to be your father sitting at a table with a coffee and a peice of cake. You sat across from him.

        "You came." He said. You nodded. "Do you want me to buy you something?"

        "Aniyo, gwenchana."

        "Nonsense, do you like muffins?"

        "Yes, but-"

        "I'll be right back." He left and came back with a muffin and a cup of tea. "I didn't know what kind of tea or muffins you like so I got you a blueberry muffin and green tea." He set them infront of you.

        "I'm alergic to blueberries." You said quietly. He looked at you.

        "Oh, I'm sorry. That just goes to show how much I don't know about my own daughter. Here, you can take my cake." He swapped the muffin with the cake. You figured it was pointless to fight it so you thanked him. "You're 18 now, right?" He asked.

        "Yeah."

        "Are you out of your mothers place?"

        "Pretty much. So are you going to explain what's going on?"

        "Right. When you were born, everything was fine. You were healthy and happy, so I was happy. The only thing that I had my doubts about was your mom. We weren't married when she had you and I asked her to marry me many times, but she kept saying not right now, I'm not ready, she was acting really weird towards me. When you were 4 years old, she told me she didn't love me anymore and that she was leaving and taking you with her. I loved your mom, and when she said that, I was heart broken. I tried everything to convince her to stay and she agreed, but the next morning when I woke up, you both were gone. I tried calling her, no answer. I tried calling her family members but they said they haven't heard from her. She left a note saying that she was sorry and she doesn't want me to look for her because I will never find her. I tried looking for her anyway, but she was right. I couldn't find her anywhere. I started to think that she left the country." You sat there staring at him.