The Second Love ||PJ&RP

CHAPTER 78: Stuck in traffic

After Kim Taehyung drove Park Jimin to Jade Condos, he got out of the car and picked up his speed to his new home. The cold and aloof image of him was completely ripped off.

Ting, the front desk worker has always looked up and admire the almighty king of the business world like a god.

Yet, at this moment, he was rendered
speechless at what he was witnessing.

The godlike figure that just entered the elevator had glistening eyes of a high school boy struck with love.

First, he met the beautiful Rosé Han and now, he's seeing this side of the ruthless business king? What is happening to the world?

Park Jimin didn't care about how he
looked at this moment. Once he
stepped out of the elevator, he took big strides to the door of penthouse 1503.

Taking a deep breath, he calm his excited heart. Checking the time on his wristwatch, it was 8:35pm.

Rosé Han should already be home since he was late. Ignoring his still chaotic heart, he unlocks the door with his new black house keys. Slowly, he opens the door the enters.

He did not realize that he was holding in his breath.

He frown at the pitch dark living room, then the lights lit up brightly.

Being greeted by more shipping boxes, his frown deepen. Even the wall connecting island had boxes.

Looking around, he didn't see the person wanted to see.

'Did she go to sleep already?'

Making his way to the bedroom, the door was afar, but there was no light.

He sighed, Rosé Han must be tired and went to sleep first. As gently as possible, he push the door open.

The lights came on and he was
welcomed with silence. The bed looked the same from the afternoon when he left.

Checking the bathroom, she wasn't their. Going out to the balcony, she still wasn't their. Coming back inside, he went to her closet room. Nothing. He frown and went to the guest room, it was also empty.

Closing the guest room door, he turned back to the living room. Pinching the space between his brows, he sighed in frustration.

'Why isn't she home? Where could she be?'

He took off his coat and his Oxford
shoes. His happy and excited mood from moments ago vanished into thin air. His expression turned sour and a dangerous aura emitted from him as he sat down on the couch.

Maybe she's stuck in traffic.

Thinking of that, he took out the documents for tomorrow's meeting and distract himself, while he wait.

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A long while after, he slammed the
documents in his hand on the coffee
table. His breathing became rapid like an angry bull ready to strike.

Glaring dangerously at the wall clock, he felt even more angry. It was 10:13pm.

Massaging his temples with one hand, he mumble in a low growl, "She's still
not back? Does she not know what time it is?!"

He looked like an angry wife who's
husband is late because he's out cheating.

Unable to sit still, he stood up and starts rearranging the new messy boxes. Each box had a label indicating where they go, so he did just that.

He now looked like a housewife
cleaning up her husband mess.

When he finished putting the last box away, he stood in the middle of the kitchen, dining room and living room. However, his eyes were sending bullets at the wall clock like it was a target practice.

'11:48pmn'

His nostrils flare and his mood
decreased. He cannot believe she's
been out for so long!

He has been waiting since he got home and she still wasn't back yet. What traffic?! She was probably out with Hank!

Angry and nothing else to do, Park Jimin went out to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Staring out to the night sky, he started thinking. Was she really out with the
man name Hank? what about him then?

They are boyfriend and girlfriend. Wasn't he a bit important to her?

No, if he wasn't important, she
wouldn't have let him live here with
her.

About to light his fifth cigarette, he decided he had enough. Walking back inside, he grab a set out loungewear
and turn to the bathroom to shower.

He needed to keep himself distracted or else he was going to explode from not knowing where she is.