Chapter 23: Punishment or Blessing

I woke up and felt that I was lying on a cozy, warm bed similar to my bed. There was quite a commotion, but I have not opened my eyes just yet. My father seemed furious while reprimanding someone—I could hear his voice even when I was still half asleep.

My father roared at the person he was yelling at, "What have you done to my daughter for her not to wake up until now?!"

I could also sense Dillon's scent from a distance. I guessed he was the one being scolded, so I opened my eyes and attempted to stop my father, but strangely, I was too weak to sit up.

"Father," I mumbled, trying to get my father's attention.

My father suddenly turned his head toward me, trying to help me get up.

He suddenly ordered Dillon, who was kneeling just in front of the door, "You! Call out the elders. Hurry up!"

It seemed like he was not allowed to enter my room as expected.

It was a relief that his wounds were already treated, though he looked messed up because of my father. Even so, he obediently fol