[2] Mr. Tycoon's Woman || PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 378 - At My Lowest

The next day, Rosè Yang woke up bright and early, way before Park Jimin was set to wake up. He was still deep in slumber, sleeping on his side and hugging her close to him. They had spooned all night, but she felt the intent behind it was different from what she had in mind.

Throughout the night, he would unconsciously hug her tighter with his brows creasing together. Even in his sleep, he could not relax. She had been taken from him twice, and twice, he couldn't prevent it. This time, he swore nothing would ever happen anymore. The largest predator was eliminated, now all he had to do was trample the other pests that would try to touch her.

Rosè Yang marveled at his face, lazily resting her head on one propped-up arm. He looked so innocent and harmless in his sleep. She was inclined to touch his face but knew that would wake him up. She intended to leave the house before he did for he might engage her in a few more rounds before she could escape.

"Sleep well, Jimin." She whispered as she kissed his forehead before slipping out of his embrace. He grumbled something that made her body tensed up. She turned around to find his hands desperately searching the bed for her. She quickly grabbed a body-pillow from the foot of the bed and placed it beside his wandering hands. When they located the pillow, he grabbed it without mercy and hugged it.

She let out a sigh of relief and climbed out of their spacious bed. Getting ready for the day, she wore a simple outfit comprising of a light blue dress and low-heels. Purse and car keys in hand, she tip-toed out of the room and headed straight to the Yang Mansion.

There weren't that many cars on the road which was expected. It was still early in the morning and everyone else was too busy sleeping. Desk-jobs were yet to begin and it was currently six in the morning.

Rosè Yang left the house bright and early for one specific reason: to see her grandfather before he left for work. Through the rear-view mirror, she could see her eyes swarmed with disappointment. She wondered if it was by coincidence or purpose that her house was an hour away from Yang Mansion. She guessed Park Jimin really didn't want anyone to intrude on them.

"Oh my, good morning Young Miss. Please pardon this servant's behavior I didn't expect to see you today." Old Butler Tang said when the car rolled to the front entrance. Servants were rushing outside to greet her.

"That's alright. I didn't inform my grandfather that I would be here in the first place." Rosè Yang passed the key to one of the employees who would drive it to the garage behind the house.

"Speaking of which, where is my grandfather? I assume he should've woken up an hour ago." She entered the house, taking off her white trench coat which the butler took with his hands.

"The Master is currently dining in the breakfast hall. Please join us, he would be thrilled to see that you're here."

"I'm sure he would be." Rosè Yang curtly replied while following the Old Butler towards a set of white, decorative doors. It opened to a large dining hall with plenty of windows to let in the sunlight.

"Rosè." Yang Marco greeted when he saw her, placing down the newspaper and a cup of coffee that he was enjoying. "What brings you here this morning?" He looked towards the empty space by her side, "And without your guard dog?"

"I'm sure you know why I came here, grandfather." Rosè Yang didn't sit beside him like she usually would've done so. She took her seat in a respectable distance, that is, on the other edge of the table directly facing him.

Yang Marco waved a maid over, "Have the chefs prepare more breakfast." Then he turned to face his granddaughter with a masked expression. "Rosè, you shouldn't speak in circles with me."