Anna found herself eating at a long table, in what is probably the dining hall. It was big enough to probably seat more than a dozen people comfortably. In fact, everything about the house boasts of luxury; sure, it is probably not castle-level extravagance, but it is definitely more than an average family could afford.
I wonder if I own any of this?
Despite being grand, the house is a little bit off-putting. Like, for example, what's with the eagle claws as furniture legs? Everywhere she looks, from her bed to the dresser, to the lounges in the sitting room, to the oak tables and chairs of the library. It's all eagle claws.
If it's a trend, it's a horrible one. And she would not be surprised if it was her 'past self' who actually did it. Her closet upstairs is filled with every type of day dresses, ball gowns, and undergarments in red, purple, orange, and hot pink. Mixed together in one hideous fashion with another.
And let's not forget the curtains, bedspreads, wallpaper, and draperies. All sharing such a wonderful display of such an unrivaled catastrophe.
She signed. "I hope if this is indeed mine, I hope I still have money to fix it?" Usually, villainesses were well off in webtoons. They call her a 'Miss' though, which means she is untitled and she also found massive unpaid receipts when she was snooping around earlier.
She had to figure out if she had some money or fortune hidden somewhere.
Another kick distracted her, and she unconsciously placed her hands on it. I wonder who the father is? She asks herself.
This would all be much easier if she could only find out which one she transmigrated to. She thought for a moment. Trying to go through every single one she read. Never in a million years has she ever thought this could happen to her.
Transmigrated.
Transmigrated.
A belated realization dawned on her, and she suddenly smiled. An unprovoked wide grin. No doubt her maids, who were currently attending to her eat, probably think she is losing her mind.
She actually transmigrated!! I can't believe I am in one. I'm so lucky!!
She probably should stop laughing now. Her maids both look frightened of her, but she couldn't stop. Not only does she finally escape from her Ex, but she also got a baby for free! With this face, the baby will be very cute. Definitely gonna be way cuter than Evan's.
Take that Evan!!, Transmigration is the best!!!
"M-miss..." One of the maids interrupted her giggling. She looked back at that maid sharply.
Why are you interrupting my happiness? Do you know how very few times I have been happy in my past life?
"I-I am so sorry, Miss, I just, I have to tell you... The carriage has been brought; you said you needed to see Dr. Smith today.
Ana's face tightened; it must have shown on her face, for the servant started backing out from her.
"No, I will not be going. Do not ever mention that name again." The poor girl looked as if she had struck her. She can't blame her. Her features are undeniably those of a villainess. A certified resting bitch face.
"Leave me. Both of you. I want to be alone." She ordered, and the maids quickly scrambled out of the room.
"Y-yes, Miss."
After she finished her meal, she walked around the house and found the study.
Sitting on the massive chair, she found a quill and paper and started writing. It took her a while to get the hang of the feathered writing tool. Her handwriting right now is poor, wobbly, and almost illegible.
It is really important to know which webtoon this is, so that she can plan what to do. To go on with her life blindly could be fatal. These stories could suddenly have wars or unexplained famine, magic, beasts, and so on.
On the paper, she has written possible webtoons she knows. The problem is, she can't remember the titles. Why oh why is she so bad at titles? And so, her list was mostly keywords or descriptions for it, like;
1.) That silver-haired father and daughter, when the girl was refusing to get married (Side Note: when the girl was a child, she prayed for her father as her father lay in bed pretending to be asleep, and his clothes were soaked with blood from fighting.)
2.) Long brown curly-haired girl with freckles who got arranged marriage to a hunky dark-skinned knight, its R18 i think (This one you found out because you clicked on its Ad from social media)
3.) Some blondie with that hourglass, time-traveling one.
4.) "Blue-eyed blond adorable baby girl, who has a hot, always semi-clad dressed Emperor for a father." (This one got an anime adaptation.)
5.) "Purple-fuchsia-haired girl who can see the compatibility percentage above other characters' heads." (You love the FL false love confession to the ML on this one.)
Damn, this looks like some blind item.
She sighed. This is not getting anywhere. Spending most of the morning rummaging through her things has resulted in nothing. She was hoping to find some diary, but it looks like Secilia does not keep journals.
From the limited information she gathered, this is what she found out: her family was a country merchant who lived on the east side of the continent.
As per the geography book, she found on the shelf, it looks like the town where she came from is located by the shore of what they called the great black sea.
She turned over the letter she found from a Mr. Marciano Dela Riva. The greeting My Dearest Daughter is a dead giveaway.
It seems that this Mr. Dela Riva is coaxing her to go home. Is she a runaway?. She is not entirely sure, but she suspects that this Secilia wanted a taste of what life is like in the city.
From the extravagant lifestyle she has been having, to the missives she has been receiving. Invitation to balls, soirees, opera, and tea parties. Anna opened a few, and most of them were wondering where she was.
How the hell did she get pregnant? As far as she knows, it looks like this girl spent the season going from one party to another. Did she even have a chaperone? Was she with her friends? How old is she anyway?
Remembering how she looks in the mirror, she guesses the girl is probably still in her teens. If she has been allowed to join society, that means this girl is at least 18.
Oh my god, this is basically a teenage pregnancy. How could this girl be so careless?
During one of the many life lessons/warnings of her public teacher, it was drilled into her mind that her teenage body was not fully developed. This is why pregnancy at this age is considered high risk.
What if something goes wrong with the birthing?
What if I die giving birth?
Or worse, what if the baby dies?
She signed. "You are overthinking this, just relax." Forcing herself to calm down.
It has only occurred to her that she has no idea what she's gonna do. Usually, people who transmigrate know exactly what to do.
She doesn't. She has no idea where she is, no clue as to what is going on, and she is pregnant and soon to be a mother and provide for a baby.
She breathed even deeper. The reality of her situation looks grim.
Should she send a letter to that man who seems to be her father?
Father. This body has a father.
Remembering how her real father abandoned her as a child, she decided not to. For that man, she has been nothing but a burden. He would always find fault with her, and he would always blame her for her mother's death.
It was inevitable then that she grew up thinking of herself as 'a problem'. She believed everything was her fault. For all she knows, this villainess's father could be the same.
Judging by the way her character was drawn, she probably has a reputation as a villainess already. As someone's unmarried pregnant daughter, she would be lucky if she were not cast out or cut off.
She could also be sold to the highest bidder for a title, which seems to be a common plot twist in this type of genre, or her father could demand to have her child aborted.
Is she overthinking this?
Maybe, but it's too dangerous to get in contact with him. She decided she would do this alone; there was no need to start depending on men now. She already did once, and he only broke her heart.
Another kick in her stomach told her the baby was active again. Glancing at the grandfather clock, it's only been 2 hours since she ate. She had a pregnant co-worker once who ate small portions of food frequently to counter getting full and feeling nauseous.
Ok then, let's eat.
As she made her way outside the door, she suddenly heard screaming coming from the entry hall. "I demand to see my daughter. I know that she is here, and you cannot stop me."
Daughter?
It was too late to hide. Her heart hammered before she even heard the footsteps leading to where she was. A man in his late 50's burst through the door. For someone with such a loud and booming voice, he is certainly not as tall as she anticipated.
The man is rounded, with a balding head. He is dressed in a bright red waistcoat covered by an even brighter red superfine.
What the?
His whole body is covered in jewels of different sizes. On his hands, there were rows of bracelets and mismatched rings of different shapes. On his neck, silver and gold chains hung intertwined together; one will never figure out which pendant is hanging on which chain.
Then there's this golden belt. Too wide for anyone to wear, it circles his whole waist, covering the rest of his wide abdomen. It reminded her of when professional wrestlers she had seen on TV wore their championship belts.
Upon seeing her, the man quickly walked towards her. Eagerly smiling with arms wide open, Anna couldn't help but think. He has kind eyes.
She watched as their eyes dropped to her stomach, and they suddenly reflected horror. He stumbled on his feet and landed on his buttocks.
Looking up at her, he doesn't seem to care that he has fallen on the floor. Instead he whispered in a disbelieving tone.
"Y-you're pregnant!"