[2] Mr. Tycoon's Woman || PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 331: Throne

Lalisa Park wondered what sort of delusional reality she was living in. She had known her brother for all of her life and had never seen him this happy before. She had never witnessed such a smile on his face. He only shows it around Rose Yang. This tiny woman was the source of his happiness.

She wondered if she could ever find someone to hold and love her the same way her brother did for her best friend. Oh Sehun's face popped into her mind. Then, the most mind-boggling thing happened. Another man's face flashed before her eyes. Frozen to the bed, she was flabbergasted. What just happened?

"Are you just going to leave me alone like this?" She pitifully said, her bottom lip jutting out, like an abandoned puppy. She perfected her act by poking her fingers together, looking up from the bed, and then looking down. "I-I'm lonely..." Truthfully, she didn't want to return to the studio. The deadlines were approaching and so was the Summer Fashion Week.

Park Jimin was not buying her stupid act. "The main mansion will keep you occupied." He turned his back to her and ignored the gasp.

"You big meanie!" Lalisa Park felt like she was getting bullied by him. She tried to catch Rose Yang's eyes. It was already too late. Park Jimin had already distracted her by whispering loving words into her ears.

Lalisa Park fumed by herself. Why were both of her loved ones so easily distracted?! She huffed, crossing her arms and pouting to herself on the bed. She knew she couldn't comment on that question because she was the most distracted person out of everyone she knew.

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"You remembered." Rosè Yang commented when they got into the car. They received strange looks when she was carried out of the hospital and into the waiting black car. One earth-shattering glare from Park Jimin was enough to send everyone's eyes to anywhere but her. He made her wait in the car for a brief minute so that he could officially check her out.

"Hm, remembered what?" Park Jimin motioned for Jung Hoseok to start the car. Then, he placed up the partition and turned his undivided attention to the love of his life. He used his fingers to push away the hair framing her face. He gently cupped her face, lightly squeezing the skin beneath it.

"That I didn't like hospitals." She answered. Her eyes fluttered shut when he leaned forward to press a tender kiss on her forehead. He replied with a hum and continued caressing her face by moving his thumb upon her skin.

"Will you ever tell me why you do not like it?" He asked her out of the blue.

Rosè Yang's smile slipped a bit and she averted her eyes. "It brings back a lot of bad memories." She said, shifting her eyes back to him when he gave her a small squeeze.

"Is that so?" He said, pulling back his hands.

Rosè Yang immediately missed his warmth. It was a cocoon that wrapped around her, reassuring her that everything was fine in this world. His touch kept her calm. When he kept his hands to himself, she thought he was angry at her. She turned to face the window, watching the world go by in a blur.

Park Jimin realized the misunderstanding that would erupt if he did not do something about it. She was not going to say anything, and her blank face bothered him more than he desired. He placed a hand over hers and said, "I'm not mad."

She turned to face him, her face a bit hopeful.

A small, uneasy laugh left his mouth. Did she think he was this petty? "My love, I will respect your boundaries. If you are not comfortable to tell me this right now, I will wait until you are. And if the day never comes, that is also alright."

He tucked strands of hair behind her ears and wrapped his arms around her waist. She placed her hands flat on his chest, staring up at him like he was the most interesting thing in this world. To her, he was. She had never met a man as patient and loving as him. Her past experiences were enough to scar her for life. If it was not for Park Jimin, she wondered if she would ever heal from them.