Kei's POV
After a long day at university, I finally made it home. As soon as I stepped into my room, I started preparing for a bath. But before anything else—like always—I picked up my phone and dialed my father’s number.
It had become a habit. I called him every morning and night, especially now that he had been hospitalized. He could be so stubborn about taking care of himself, which made me worry even more.
After the third ring, his familiar voice answered, sounding unusually cheerful.
“Hey, my princess.”
His tone immediately made me suspicious.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said casually. “I just got home from a dinner date with a business partner. I had a great time, so it ran a little late.”
His response made me frown.
“Well, as long as you behaved, I guess it’s fi
