[2] Reborn [Jirose Adaption]

Chap367-Put on your clothes

In the afternoon, Park Jimin and Park Taeyong talked about Park Group. Roseanne followed Madam Park around the Park family home, and in the evening, she followed Madam Park to the kitchen to trim vegetables for cooking.

The Park family's servants were also used to their madam cooking by herself in the kitchen. They cleaned up the kitchen and left it to the two of them.

After dinner, Roseanne went to her bedroom, intending to have a talk with Park Jimin when he returned.

But after waiting for a long time, he did not come up to the bedroom. It was already nine o'clock at night, so Roseanne took a shower.

Halfway through the shower, she heard the door of the bedroom opened and closed. She paused, knowing that Park Jimin had come in.

No longer dawdling, she hurriedly finished the shower and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

No sooner had she gone out, she saw Park Jimin standing dapperly in the bedroom. Hearing the sound of the bathroom, he turned around, and when he saw her wrapped in a towel, he said coldly, "Put on your clothes first."

"..."

They had been husband and wife for a long time. Wasn't it normal for her to come out of the shower wrapped in a towel?

In the past, she was often bullied in bed by him before being taken to the bathroom to take a bath and then carried out of the bathroom naked. She never protested!

Roseanne pondered, took her change of clothes, went back to the bathroom, put on her pajamas, and blow-dried her hair. When she came out again, she saw Park Jimin standing in front of the window. Outside the window was a huge balcony. He didn't go out but stood in front of the French window. His slender figure was so familiar yet strange.

She wiped her half-dry hair and went over. "Can we talk it over..."

"It's getting late. Go to sleep. After a shower, I'll go to the study to deal with some affairs." Park Jimin didn't look at her. When she approached him, he coldly evaded her and turned to walk toward his study.

Roseanne paused and asked him, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

His back was cold and showed apparent alienation. "You sleep here, and I'll sleep in the study."

He answered so decisively and simply that it seemed as if the last bond between the two of them had been suddenly severed.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Roseanne still stood at the window. She looked in the direction of the bathroom and tried to calm down before she took two pieces of clothes, came over, and gently knocked on the door of the bathroom. The sound of water inside stopped immediately.

"What's up?" His cold and deep voice rang.

"You didn't bring a change of clothes."

"Put it at the door."

"The room is a little cool. It's better to come out with clothes on. I'll bring the clothes in for you."

"No."

Roseanne could tell how firm his tone was.

She gritted her teeth. After enduring so much today, she was really pissed off. "You don't want me to see the wounds on your body, or you just want to make a clean break with me?"

Silence fell in the bathroom, and then the sound of water continued. Apparently, he had no intention of answering her.

Angrily, she laid his clothes down on the table in front of the door and turned back to the bed. She sat down on the bed, but instead of pushing back the quilt to lie down, she kept staring in the direction of the bathroom, listening to the sound of water.

She was angry, but she didn't know whether she should be mad at her past self who pushed the man away or Park Jimin, who abandoned her so cruelly.

She picked up her phone and checked it. All the texts she had sent when he was in a coma had been read.

He had read them all, but he had not replied to her text messages, not even verbally.

Did he remember everything when he opened his eyes again, so when he saw her messages, he felt as if reading a big joke?

Until the water stopped, Roseanne was still staring in the direction of the bathroom. After a short time, Park Jimin opened the door and took the clothes in. When he put on his clothes and came out, his hair had been dried but was still damp. There seemed to be a faint and cold glow on his black hair. Once he stepped out of the bathroom, he went straight into the study as if she didn't exist.

Roseanne remembered, when she just reincarnated, she managed to coax him home from the company, but he insisted on living in the study or sleeping in another bedroom.

Ten years ago, they slept in separate rooms because she wanted a divorce. He didn't want to quarrel with her and let her sleep alone. As long as she changed her opinion of him and the way she treated him and tried to cherish her life with him, happiness and stability would slowly come back to their marriage.

Ten years later, however, they were divorced and had not seen each other for ten years. Then, how could she go back to him who had been seriously hurt by her?

He was already the global CEO of Park Group, a position many levels higher than the CEO of the Park Corporation. He must be calmer, crueler, more cold-hearted, more sophisticated, and more unpredictable than he was a decade ago. He controlled everything, but no one could control him anymore.

She only knew the Park Jimin ten years in the past, but the future him had become a totally different and completely strange Park Jimin.

She could not understand him, nor had she tried to understand him.

They were physically close, but there seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between their hearts.

The study door was closed, and she couldn't see into it, but she couldn't sleep, so she sat on the bed and took out a box of ointment for burns from a drawer.

She never had the patience to apply the cream. Doctors said the burn marks on her hand would disappear naturally in a few months but would disappear more quickly if she kept applying the ointment.

She slowly applied the ointment, and a faint fragrance of medicine came into her nose. She stared at her hand, suddenly unable to remember the last time he held hands with her. It seemed to be a long time ago.

The last time...

It was at that dinner party. He held her hand tightly and kept her by his side.

But now, let alone holding hands with her, even if their chopsticks accidentally met, he would change for a new pair as if she were a plague.

He didn't even sleep in the same room as her.

Roseanne fought back the throbbing pain in her heart. Thinking that he had just been discharged from the hospital and needed to rest in a comfortable bed more than she did, she got up, went to the sofa in the bedroom, and sat down. She played with her cell phone for a while and then turned her eyes toward the quiet study whose door remained closed.

It was like an insurmountable barrier.

Slowly she drifted off to sleep, but she didn't sleep very well. It was really uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa. She frowned and suddenly smelled a familiar herbal fragrance. She immediately opened her eyes, only to see a tall, slender figure standing in front of her.