The Vicious Wife

His stubborn wife

Unbeknownst to Choi Tzuyu, Park Jimin had already taken action. His ability to gather intel when it came to Roseanne was unparalleled. He would never allow anything to happen to Roseanne, not on his watch. So even before Choi Tzuyu had asked someone to retrieve the CCTV footage, Park Jimin had already beaten her to it and sent it over to Lia.

"Disrupt Choi Tzuyu's tour in Europe." Roseanne instructed to her subordinate over the phone. "Regarding CCTV footage that Lia had just sent you, I want you to distribute it to all of Choi Tzuyu's existing sponsors in the west. I want her blacklisted."

"Monitor all major social media platforms. I'm sure Choi Tzuyu would play dirty and upload a video shot from a different angle that would play to her advantage. So I want you to take down that video before it gets circulated. Remove all traces of it from the internet. I do not want to see her name trending in the internet searches," Roseanne added before dropping the call.

Roseanne's lips curled into a small smile. Tricks like this might work on the weak but Roseanne was not weak. Choi Tzuyu wouldn't even know what hit her.

"President, are we going to continue shopping?" Lia asked meekly. She was feeling a little guilty for not being around when Roseanne was being targeted earlier.

"No need. Let's just go home. People are becoming bolder. I need to expedite my plans and establish my footing here." She would forever be labelled only as Park Jimin's wife unless she establish her own footing in this country.

Sakura, Choi Tzuyu were just two examples. Who knows how many other women might come to scheme against her? How tiring it would be to have to endlessly slap them in the face? Roseanne would rather use her time to earn more money ah. Her time would also be better spent with Park Jimin.

At the thought of him, Roseanne realized she hadn't managed to get him anything. Since she also needed a little favor from her husband, she decided that she would need to put in some effort to please him.

After all, a little effort goes a long way.

....

"So you cooked dinner for me?" Park Jimin eyed the food chafer on the table. Loosening his tie, he took a seat at the table across Roseanne.

"Hmmm..." Roseanne nodded, her face serious. "I think I did good this time. I followed Gordon Ramsay's tutorials online."

"I took the time to set the table for a candlelight dinner. Quick, open it!" Roseanne beamed. She was excited for him to open the chafer himself. After all, this dinner was specially prepared for him.

Park Jimin opened the round chafer with a little anticipation. "Scrambled eggs?" he smiled.

"The perfect one," Roseanne said with pride. Gordon Ramsay had said in his tutorial that cooking the perfect scrambled eggs is not an easy feat. The one right now in front of them was truly a work of art and she was proud of it.

"Hmmm... this is very good!" Park Jimin praised. Truthfully, the scrambled eggs made by Roseanne was really delicious. It was buttery and not overcooked. However, the happiness that he felt was short lived.

Park Jimin immediately furrowed his brows and rose from his seat and approached Roseanne with a dark face. "What happened to your hands?" he asked in concern while examining her hands that were red with small blisters. Upon taking a closer look, it was obvious that some ointment was clumsily applied on the blisters that made some parts of her hands appear a little white and glossy. "You burned yourself?"

"It wasn't a big deal. I already put some-"

"Do not step behind a stove to cook ever again," he interrupted her.

"It's just a little burn. It's part of the learning process," murmured Roseanne with her head down. "I'm fine, go back to your seat and eat. Don't waste my effort," she pouted.

Seeing that he was not intending to move, Roseanne lifted her head and meet his eyes. "What?"

"Don't do this again."

"Come on, it's no big deal. I am not a child, I can handle a little pain. Plus, I am already someone's wife. I need to act like one and learn how to whip up a nice meal for her husband." Then she gestured for him to take his seat again.

Park Jimin felt helpless against her words. He let out a sigh and went back to his seat. His stubborn wife seemed to need a little discipline.

"Alright, tell me. What is it that you want to ask me?" Park Jimin blurted as dug into the rice that came with the scrambled eggs. He knew that Roseanne must have something that she wanted from him or else she wouldn't have gone through so much effort to cook dinner.

"Hmmm...indeed nothing can escape your eyes," Roseanne noted while appreciating her husband's intelligence.

"Well...I know that you went through all the trouble to acquire those shares in Li Industries. But I have some plans of my own now..." Roseanne paused. "I apologise in advance for this request that I am going to ask of you."

"I didn't know that you could be this good with words. It's okay, I forgive you. You can do whatever you want. What's mine is yours and it's been this way since a long time ago," Park Jimin chuckled, amused at his wife's reservation.

"How can you say you forgive me so easily? I haven't even told you what the issue is. You can't just agree like... like a henpecked husband!"

"I thought that you were asking for my forgiveness when you apologized earlier?" he retorted before shoving a mouthful of rice into his mouth. "I'm not henpecked. I'm just in love."

"You- " Roseanne was speechless at her husband's shamelessness. "Still, you shouldn't just agree like that. What if my request is to assassinate someone or...or destroy-"

"Then I'll do it with you," He said in a heartbeat, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

Roseanne did spent a lot of time cooking tonight. She even burned her hands in the process. So how could Park Jimin not agree? However, Roseanne also knew that even if she had done nothing, Park Jimin would still agree to her requests no matter what. That was how much he loved her.

"I want to transfer the shares you've given me in Li Industries back to Park Capital," Roseanne said in all seriousness.

Park Jimin put down his utensils and stared at her. The barrage of questions that she was expecting to hear, did not come. Instead the man in front of her just nodded and said, "Okay, do whatever you like. Just tell me if you need my help."