[2] Reborn [Jirose Adaption]

Chap206-Incredible secret

The man watched her, a hint of a smile in his deep, black eyes. His smile was especially seductive, like a demon that brought calamity onto humankind. His Adam's apple slightly shifted as he bent down and pressed another kiss onto her lips.

He did not invade her lips once more. Instead, he licked her lips inch by inch, intimately and thoroughly.

When he finally released her lips, he held her waist and did not allow her to turn her head away. He said in a low and husky voice, "Even if you're angry, your birthday has to be celebrated. If I didn't account well for your birthday before midnight, wouldn't I have another groundless accusation on my head?"

Roseanne watched his innocent appearance and angrily pushed him away. "I'm not that unreasonable!"

"Yes, you're very reasonable. After the scene of saving the damsel in distress last night, you immediately dared to lock me outside the door today?"

"That's because you were dishonest with me!" Roseanne slapped away the hand he had brought up to touch her face. Although she was clearly moved, she still felt stifled with anger. Right now, her expression had to be strange. She guessed that it was slightly awkward and could not be bothered to hide it.

However, she really could not fight his strength. Roseanne was brought in past the windows. Before the windows were shut, she tried to push his hands away with force when the man suddenly placed a knife in her hands.

"..."

"Cut the cake or cut me. Choose one." His tone was light, but his gaze was calmly fixed on her; he clearly saw through all of her thoughts.

"..."

"Aren't you still angry with me? Where do you want to cut?" He leaned closer, bending down to approach her face and check her expression. "The door is already closed. You've held in your anger long enough. Rather than having a cold war with yourself, why don't you just stab me several times? Last night, I saw that your movements were very clean. Do you want to continue venting?"

Roseanne held the knife tightly, glaring at him.

The feeling of a punch landing in cotton really led to painful internal injuries!

"Who said that I wanted to have a cold war with you. I'm not that bored." Roseanne abruptly turned and picked up one of the cakes on the ground, slicing into it. She then placed it onto the table by the side. After stabbing it several times, she did not take a single bite, and instead, she picked up another cake to continue stabbing into it. From start to finish, she kept her eyes lowered.

Park Jimin stood by the side watching her. Somehow, he felt that she was using the strength with which she wanted to cut him to stab into the cake. The "peng, peng" sounds revealed that her mood was really poor.

He did not speak as he picked up one of the cakes, sending it into her hands for her to cut.

After she finished with one, he sent her another.

After cutting the cake for what felt like forever, Roseanne was tired. She turned to see that there were still several whole cakes remaining. Jimin appeared completely willing to bear the full brunt of her anger as he handed another cake to her.

She stood there without moving her cream-covered hands. The man quietly and calmly watched her; his eyes carrying the indulgence that belonged only to her.

At that moment, Roseanne suddenly could not understand why she was angry.

He had already explained, clearly telling her that despite not being completely clean, he had never allowed any woman to leave any marks that he wasn't supposed to have. His words were already clear enough, what more did she want him to say?

Roseanne could not understand why she was butting heads with him.

Was it because that person from Los Angeles kept provoking her? Could this count as a success for that person then?

She rubbed her brows. She did not attempt to understand if her overwhelming jealousy was truly unreasonable. Instead, she tossed the knife aside and headed into the bathroom, washing off the cream on her hands.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Roseanne took her own sweet time to wash her hands and saw that Jimin had left to open the door.

Kim Taehyung entered and saw Park Jimin's cream-stained shirt and the mess left inside. He snorted coldly. "Did you just finish a big buttercream war? Or were both of you trying some new postures on top of all these cakes?"

Before Roseanne could wonder about Taehyung's sudden appearance, his words left her ears burning red.

Park Jimin glanced at Taehyung before turning to Roseanne who was still washing her hands in the bathroom. He spoke up, sounding warm and mild as usual, "You're covered in cream. After washing up, go to the bedroom and change your clothes."

When Taehyung saw the bandage on her forehead as well as her reddened, swollen cheek, his gaze suddenly became strange.

"They were so heavy-handed. You must have crushed that bastard's life with your foot immediately, didn't you?" Although Taehyung was sneering, his expression was clearly much colder.

Roseanne faltered in her movements, turning to look at him. Did Taehyung show up because of what had happened in the bar?

Was it related to that person in America?

Or...was it because of his wife who will come and study at Uk university together with her?

"Before I had the chance to do anything, the person was already crippled by Ryujin." Park Jimin's cold and mild voice broke Roseanne's train of thought. He glanced at her once more. "Go back to the room to change your clothes."

He was not simply crippled by Ryujin. Roseanne had almost murdered him with her own hands. Didn't that make the whole event much bloodier?

Roseanne knew that Taehyung was involved in the underworld business and did not have simple relations with the illegal side of society. She suspected that he was here because the people they had dealt with last night all belonged to Uk's underground bar; it would not be surprising if they had some links with him.

Roseanne did not wish to hear anything more related to those people. She glanced at them, wiped her hands, and returned to the bedroom.

As he watched Roseanne step on the ground covered in cake, Taehyung somehow felt that she was angry today. Although she did not say anything, her movements as she closed the door was unusually big.

Kim Taehyung raised his brows. His calm expression appeared to be hiding a smile as he turned to Jimin. "What's going on? You even rescued her temper out?"

Park Jimin did not pay him any mind. He casually undid the first few buttons on his shirt, calmly asking, "What's going on in Los Angeles?"

"What's going on? Isn't it obvious? That Old Lee kept his precious granddaughter under house arrest because of the pressure you gave him. That Lee Sunmi was only holding the gun for someone else. She's indeed quite daring, coming all the way into the country to stir up trouble. But it's not as if you don't understand the power behind the Lee family." Taehyung spread his hands out. "But speaking of which, can you really bear to do it? That person guarded you for a whole year back when you were recovering from your serious injuries..."

The air became heavier. Jimin's usually indifferent expression was suddenly frigid and sharp. His tone was unchanged. "Back then, if my father hadn't interfered, sending such a person to my side while I was unconscious, I would never have mistaken her for the person who saved me. Otherwise, why do you think she had the opportunity to stay by my side for a year?"

Taehyung's brows suddenly twitched. His gaze turned towards the door Roseanne had closed, before turning back to Park Jimin's cold expression. He pursed his lips. "Don't tell me that the little lady who saved your life back then was actually Roseanne Lin? Then the Lee family and your father... Fuck, did I just accidentally stumble onto some incredible secret..."