[Full] The Villain Found Out This is a Novel (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
Since there was no need to reveal that plan right now, I smiled warmly and fed him more soup.
“Yes. So eat your fill.”
Kian smiled brightly, clearly relieved.
“Thank you, ajumma.”
Just then, Meiri arrived with a damp cloth and, looking startled, gently scolded Kian.
“You shouldn’t call her ‘ajumma.’ You must address her as ‘Madam.'”
Realizing he’d made a grave mistake, Kian looked flustered and quickly apologized.
“Oh! I’m sorry, Madam!”
Though I myself was in no position to be addressed so casually by royalty, I simply waved it off as if it were nothing.
“It’s fine. Since you didn’t know, there’s no need to apologize.”
Even after I said it was okay, Kian looked utterly dejected.
“Still… I’m really sorry.”
To lighten the mood, I asked Kian his name.
“By the way, what’s your name?”
“I’m Kian! My name is Kian!”
“Do you not have a surname?”
Kian stared at me, eyes full of hesitation, unsure whether he should reveal his family name or not.
His father had forbidden him from speaking it, which was why he hesitated.
But if Kian trusted me, he would tell me.
As the child of a fire spirit mage, Kian could sense human warmth. Through that warmth, he chose whom to trust or distrust. In the novel so far, his judgment had never once been wrong.
But I was an unexpected character who had suddenly appeared in this story. Would he be able to trust me?
“Madam—no, Madam.”
“Yes?”
Kian gestured for me to come closer, so I leaned toward his face. Then he whispered so softly it tickled my ear.
“I’ll tell you later, when no one else is around.”
Ah, so he couldn’t speak because the maid was present. Later, he probably intended to reveal his true surname to me.
That gave me both hope and nervous anticipation.
“Alright. There’s no need to rush. Tell me whenever you’re ready. Oh, Kian.”
I pointed to the dreamcatcher hanging from his bedpost.
“Look at this. The Duke made it for you.”
Kian glanced briefly at the dreamcatcher, then looked back at me with clear disinterest.
“What’s that?”
“It’s like a totem that keeps nightmares away.”
“He made that for me? Why?”
“He thought you were having nightmares, so he made it. Are you unhappy with it?”
Kian showed no joy at all. Instead, he stared at the dreamcatcher with deep suspicion.
“The Duke doesn’t seem like the type of person who’d make something like this for me…”
From Kian’s perspective, that was understandable. I hung the dreamcatcher above his bed.
“Kian, that might just be a preconceived notion.”
“A preconceived notion…?”
“Well, the Duke might look a bit rough—no, a bit scary—but you shouldn’t judge someone as bad just because of that. Once you get to know him, you’ll see he’s actually quite decent.”
I desperately wanted to shout, “You have to get close to Sikar if we’re going to survive!” but I held it in. If Sikar couldn’t read my memories, I probably would have said it outright.
Kian looked thoughtful for a moment, then wore an expression that plainly said he still didn’t understand.
“But whenever I see the Duke, he’s always angry with me.”
“Could it be because every time you see him, you conjure sparks in your hands?”
“Oh…”
Kian suddenly looked remorseful and lowered his head.
Truthfully, even if a child behaved that way, adults should calm and soothe him—but from Sikar’s point of view, Kian probably seemed like an assassin sent to kill him, making his reaction understandable.
Kian, now full, had already begun dozing off, his head bobbing sleepily. He looked so adorably sleepy I almost wanted to pinch his cheeks.
Since Kian was drowsy from eating, I quietly slipped out of the room.
Just as I was about to call for the head maid Andrea, she happened to visit my room.
“Andrea. Perfect timing.”
“Madam. Is there something you wished to discuss…?”
“You know Kian is in a very difficult situation, right?”
“Yes, I’m aware, Madam.”
“Therefore, even if he recovers, we plan to let him stay at the Duke’s estate longer, should he wish. However, it seems the maids told him he must leave once he’s well again, so please make sure they hold their tongues.”
Andrea would understand perfectly from just these few words.
“Yes, Madam. I’ll make sure the maids exercise special caution. Also, I have something to report to you.”
“Go ahead.”
“The Lady Grandmother has arrived.”
‘Grandmother has come.’
I immediately went to Grandmother’s room. She sat calmly on the sofa, with Sikar beside her.
“Grandmother! You’re here?!”
As soon as she saw me, Grandmother smiled warmly and held out both hands. I took her warm hands and sat down beside her.
“Come here, child. I heard you married Sikar while staying at Grand Cathedral Repher.”
“Yes, Grandmother. We married suddenly, without even asking for your permission.”
“I would have granted my blessing regardless of whom Sikar chose—but knowing it was you, who saved my life, filled me with such joy.”
“Grandmother… Thank you so much. Really…”
Grandmother clearly took genuine pleasure in having me as her granddaughter-in-law.
I wanted to ask about the results of her visit to the cathedral, but I hesitated—what if she said the treatment didn’t work? I wouldn’t know how to respond.
Yet not asking at all would be strange too. As I debated whether to ask now or later, Grandmother spoke first.
“You worried about me a great deal, didn’t you? The matter went better than expected.”
“Oh…”
“They said they could delay the procedure at the cathedral.”
“That’s wonderful news, Grandmother.”
Seeing her squeeze my hand gently and smile kindly reminded me of my late grandmother, and my nose stung with emotion.
‘Please live a long life.’
My own grandmother hadn’t stayed long by my side due to diabetic complications, so my sincere wish was that Grandmother Hillis would live long indeed.
“By the way, I heard there’s a child in the house?”
Sikar, who had remained quiet until now, finally spoke up as if he’d been waiting for his moment.
“Yes, Grandmother. In fact, I was just about to ask your permission regarding that child.”
“You’re asking my permission because of a child? How unusual. What exactly is going on?”
“We intend to adopt him.”
Grandmother looked slightly taken aback as she glanced from Sikar to me.
“Do you agree as well?”
“Yes, Grandmother.”
“How extraordinary. That boy who always hated children—suddenly bringing home a child and wanting to adopt him, no less…”
Grandmother seemed to ponder for a moment, her head bowed, then abruptly turned to me with an enlightened expression.
In that instant, I understood why she was staring at me so intently.
‘Ah, no, Grandmother—it’s not like that!’
I tried sending telepathic signals through my expression, but Grandmother ultimately said exactly what I’d feared.
“Could it possibly be your child…? Is that why you brought the child here while I was away? Hoping I’d grant permission if I believed it was yours?”
So this was how she’d misunderstood.
I shot Sikar a sideways glare—he was smirking amusedly—and shook my head firmly at Grandmother.
“No, Grandmother! That’s a complete misunderstanding! The child isn’t related to me in the slightest…”
At that moment, Sikar cut me off.
“That’s correct, Grandmother.”
Both Grandmother and I turned to glare at Sikar simultaneously.
“What?!”
Sikar—this is a joke, right? Are you seriously mocking me right now?
Before I could speak, Grandmother asked first, so all I could do was stare daggers at Sikar, ready to go down fighting together.
“What… what do you mean? Are you saying Yura truly has a child?”
“Yes, Grandmother. The child in the second room on the second floor is Yura’s child. That’s why we brought him here—to raise him ourselves.”
I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Duke…? What’s wrong with you? Why are you joking like this? Grandmother will really misunderstand!”
I asked in earnest, hoping he’d defuse this awkward situation. But Sikar looked at me with utter seriousness.
“My lady. We cannot lie to Grandmother of all people. You should tell her the truth as well—that the child is indeed yours, and that’s why we intend to raise him together.”
‘You madman! What are you doing now?!’
I truly couldn’t fathom why Sikar was saying such things. All I could do was wave my hands frantically to correct Grandmother’s misunderstanding.
“Grandmother, it’s really a misunderstanding! Absolutely not! Never!”
Then Sikar stepped close beside me, pulled me tightly into his arms, and spoke loudly enough for Grandmother to hear.
“My lady, it’s alright. Grandmother will understand and accept it.”
Then he whispered secretly into my ear.
“If you don’t want to be buried alongside Kian, do exactly as I say.”
Chilling.
A cold shiver ran down my spine.
“No, no.”
“Then play along with me. Never forget—I hold your life in my hands.”
“O-okay…”
But that reply was purely out of reluctant compliance. Sikar patted my head once, like soothing an obedient puppy, then released me and looked at me with what he probably thought was a tender gaze.
“My lady. Now, please tell Grandmother the truth.”
Oh, for heaven’s sake.
I lowered my head deeply toward Grandmother, looking thoroughly ashamed.
“I’m sorry, Grandmother…”
Grandmother remained silent for a moment, clearly shocked, but soon nodded as if she had no choice but to accept it.
“Ah. Now it makes sense. I know my grandson well. Sikar is absolutely not the type to suddenly adopt and raise a child. It must be because of you, Yura.”
“Please forgive my wife, Grandmother. It must have been hard for her to confess she’d kept a child hidden from you. So please, show Yura some understanding.”
“Though unexpected, having a child isn’t a crime. Yura, I’ll accept your child—so there’s no need to hide anymore.”
Now that I thought about it, it would indeed seem odd to others if Sikar and I suddenly adopted Kian, a child with no connection to us. Was that why Sikar had fabricated this lie?
“Sikar would never readily accept a child, even if it belonged to the woman who’d become his wife. But seeing him willing to bring your child home… it seems you’ve truly changed him, Yura. Thanks to you, I feel I’m seeing my grandson as he was in his innocent childhood again. I’m deeply grateful to you. By the way, what is the child’s name?”
I didn’t particularly want to answer, but Sikar was staring right at me, so I sighed deeply and spoke.
“Kian…”
“Kian. What a lovely name. I accept Kian as my grandson.”
Grandmother probably believed this declaration would delight me immensely.
But as a perpetually single woman now suddenly cast as a mother, I felt anything but happy.
I hadn’t even experienced romance, let alone a real kiss—the closest thing I’d done was pretend to kiss Sikar during our wedding ceremony.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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Oh.. they are even embracing now! ✔️
Ok. I admit I am being sarcastic.
However, if I were to comment sincerely, I feel like the “villain” isn’t really oblivious as he shows. I think it’s like “A drowning man clutching at a straw”.I’m enjoying this so far. I’m curious how Sikar will change towards her once he starts to fall in love. I’m also curious about what other embarrassing memories he’s going to pull out of her! 😅😂
I still don’t know how I feel about this novel. It’s.. a low effort light read.🤷🏻♀️
Inline Comments (26)
‘That’s just part of your character design! Of course they gave all the good tra
Villains are usually very smart. I like that about them.
I appreciated that Sikar—who must have read my thoughts—remembered I couldn’t dr
Is Sikar remembering because he just has a good memory? Or is he starting to care for our heroine and this is just the beginning of his feelings for her?
Because I had hurried since early morning and hadn’t gotten enough sleep, I doze
Wow. Are you aware that what you did shows you are trusting him?
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Kitsune
Uhm.. maybe what she is experiencing now can be called a romance.. sword and magic romance. 🤔 The blade pointed at the neck instead of a ring is less boring. 🤷🏻♀️