[2] Mr. Tycoon's Woman || PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 243: You Dont Own Me

Rose Yang prioritized Lalisa Park's status in the hospital so she drove there before her lunch with Cha Eunwoo. At the First Hospital, she wrote her name in the visitors' log and went upstairs.

When she got near Lalisa Park's room, she gave the people guarding outside a nod. They responded by bowing their head and stepping to the side. She pushed the door open and realized there were signs of other visitors here. She guessed it was Mr. and Mrs. Park who might have come to visit last night.

Placing her purse down, Rose Yang checked to make sure everything was running smoothly. She changed the water tank in the humidifier, added in droplets of lavender essential oil, and then made sure Lalisa Park was properly tucked in.

In her haste, she did not realize two people were standing by the door, watching her every move.

Nam Heejin had just arrived at the door of the VVIP room when she saw Rose Yang moving around.

Nam Heejin always knew Rose Yang was looking out for her daughter. It had been that way since they were merely children. Even to this day, she fondly remembered a little girl passing her favorite dessert to Lalisa Park, despite wanting to eat it herself.

Seeing Rose Yang in the hospital room while making herself useful, Nam Heejin felt her impression drastically improve. Even with a tainted name and reputation, it did not belittle Rose Yang's characteristics. Times have changed and so has her behavior.

Park Minjun warily glanced at the woman tucking his daughter into bed. He refused to believe someone would be this kind and giving without asking for something in return. He continued to watch as her slim fingers delicately placed the blanket up to Lalisa Park's chin, brushed her hair away, adjusted the settings on the humidifier, and then checked the IV drip.

All of her actions, they seem natural...As if she did it on instincts. He certainly did not miss the reports of what had happened. She was the one who discovered his Lisa in such a horrid state and was the one who pummeled Lee Sung.

Even so, he could not find it within himself to fully accept her like his wife had secretly done. He favored Kang Seulgi greatly for all of the things she had done for his son. Remaining by his side for nine years was not an easy job. She had suffered a great ordeal to get to where she stood today, only for it to all come crumbling down because of a single woman.

"I'll be heading back now, Lisa." Rose Yang gently whispered to the sleeping woman. She felt a pang of guilt hit her when she realized it had been two days already and her Lisa has yet to wake up.

Rose Yang did not want to imagine or even entertain the idea of what would have happened if she had discovered Lalisa Park too late. The results would be disastrous.

Rose Yang picked up her purse and it was then she felt two pairs of eyes on her. She instantly turned around to see Mr. and Mrs. Park standing by the door.

She held her purse in front of her body and bowed a bit. "Good morning."

Park Minjun grumbled under his breath, "It was a good one until I saw you."

Nam Heejin roughly elbowed her husband, slightly glaring at him. Did he want his eldest son to hate him? Besides, what was so wrong with Rose Yang? Reputations can easily be changed!

"Good morning, Rose. I did not expect to see you here this early." Nam Heejin warmly smiled, slipping her hand through her husband's elbow and dragging him into the room.

"I was worried about Lisa and decided it was best to come here early in case she wakes up." Rose Yang calmly responded, her mouth lifting into a tiny, graceful smile.

Nam Heejin could already imagine how beautiful her grandchildren would be. Both her son and Rose Yang had very favorable features that would certainly mix well together.

"Before coming to this room, we consulted the doctor in charge of her." Nam Heejin felt a squeeze on her arm, a warning from her husband to not speak anymore. For the first time in a while, she ignored him.

"The doctor reported Lisa's condition is very stable, thus, she would wake up very soon." Nam Heejin could feel her husband shooting daggers with his eyes, angered that she had disobeyed him. She coldly glowered at him, her eyes boring a hole through his skull.

Her message was clear: You don't own me.

They were husband and wife, which meant they were on equal footing.

Rose Yang felt her heart soar at the good news. Her face became visibly brighter, her eyes shining more. "Is that so? That's wonderful to hear."

Nam Heejin felt her heart softened when she saw the happiness on Rose Yang's face.

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After the brief run-in with Park Jimin's parents, Rose Yang made her way to Feili's headquarters. She walked upstairs and when she was right outside of Cha Eunwoo's doors, Jeon Jungkook spoke up from his desk, "President, Mr. Cha is not in his office right now."

Rose Yang paused and checked the time. Their lunch would begin in approximately two hours. Where was he? "That's fine, prepare the documents that must be looked over and signed today. As well as this week's report."

"Mr. Cha has already checked over everything yesterday as well as this morning."

"Even the ones for today...?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

Rose Yang always knew Cha Eunwoo was a hardworking man, ever since their high school years. Even though he was the school's Prince Charming and could ask any straight-A student to do his homework, he did not seize the chance. He did everything on his own and after finishing the assignments for the entire month, he'd complete workbooks too advanced for his age.

Cha Eunwoo was trained to become the next CEO of his father's company like all of his siblings. However, when the selection year came along, his eldest brother was effortlessly chosen to be the successor, whereas Cha Eunwoo was forced to stand on the sidelines. He was the second son of the family and despite the title, was not bestowed the name of Vice President.

Rose Yang remembered stumbling upon his drunken body at a nightclub two years ago. He had drunk half the bar dry, was basically crying in the ample chests of a woman, and babbling about his pathetic state. Luckily for him, she was able to step in before any paparazzi photos were taken.