Mr. Tycoon's Woman

Chapter 6: Pushed to Her Lowest

"You brat, don’t act so haughty and spoiled. I raised you for twenty-three years with my own blood, sweat, and tears!" Bang Jina slammed her manicured hand onto the glass table beside her.

"Mother, please. You only held me once as a baby and passed me off to different nannies until I could walk. And when I did, you found other nannies for me." Rosé Yang rolled her eyes at Bang Jina's melancholic story.

It was no rumor that Bang Jina didn’t love her eldest daughter.

Rosé Yang was born when Bang Jina's relationship with Yang Wenjin was extremely rocky. Both of them were reluctant to marry each other. After heavy pressure from the elders on having a child, Bang Jina was forced to sleep with him.

For Bang Jina, a woman who was used to have everything go her way, that night was brutal torture. Not only was she stripped off her clothes, but also her dignity. When Rosé Yang was conceived, she was furious. After all of that torture, she had to try again?! The elders wanted a son, someone to pass the family fortune off too.

However, that mindset was changed by the time Yang Yuna was born, the rocky relationship between Bang Jina and her husband was gone. She was born from a night of love and consensual sex.

"How dare you show an attitude towards your mother? I might’ve not raised you, but I carried you in my stomach for nine antagonizing months where I couldn’t drink my beloved wine! I pushed your big head out of me, screaming and crying. Show some respect!" Bang Jina had reached the brink of her patience.

Sometimes she wondered where she went wrong with her eldest child.

Bang Jina was so blinded by the delusion that throwing nannies and money at Rosé Yang would fix all of her problems.

When Rosé Yang was a child, all she wanted was her mother’s love and attention. She received nothing but glares and spiteful words. Growing up, she was taught that she would never be loved by her mother.

"Yuna's birthday is in two weeks from now. I expect you to be there." Bang Jina realized how quiet Rosé Yang had become. Hmph! This child finally had some senses talked into her!

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Bang Jina felt a vein pop out. Was she even listening? "Did you hear me-"

"Yes, mother. I heard you." Rosé Yang sighed.

"You better come to the banquet. If not, your father and I will show up at your house. If I have to drag you there kicking and screaming, I will!" Bang Jina seethed, nearly throwing the glass of wine in her hand. Little did Bang Jina know, Rosé Yang had long moved out of the house brought by her parents.

"Besides, you know how much Yuna love you—" And just like that, Bang Jina hung up.

Yang Yuna loves Rosé Yang? Hah! That must’ve been the joke of the century!

Yang Yuna wouldn’t love her older sister even if her life depended on it. Born as a piano prodigy with hundreds of awards lining her bookshelves, she was already the most beloved daughter. She only cared about relations if there was a benefit in having it. When she had discovered her older sister had fallen from the Jeong's grace, Yang Yuna was quick to disregard Rosé Yang.

"If you’re going to the banquet, you need a suitable partner that will blow stupid Jeong Jaehyun out of the waters."

Rosé Yang jumped, nearly dropping her phone when she heard Lalisa Park's determined voice. Turning around, she was surprised to see her awake.

Sitting up with half of the blanket on her shoulders, Lalisa Park tiredly yawned.

"Good luck finding a man like that. Jeong Jaehyun is one of the wealthiest men in this country." Rosé Yang sighed, tossing her phone onto the couch.

"I’m sorry for waking you up, was my conversation that loud?" Rosé Yang tried to change the topic.

She picked up her broom and went back to sweeping the floor.

"No, I’m just a really light sleeper. And besides, who could sleep when they hear Bang Jina's nasal voice?" Lalisa Park scoffed.

Rosé Yang laughed at her friend, happy she had someone on her side.

Lalisa Park stared at Rosé Yang sweeping the floor. It was a soothing sight that made her look like a gentle housewife. She did not look like the woman she used to be two years ago.

"You should raise the pay of the cleaner and have her come three times a week. It’s not good to put so much strain on your back. What if your hand gets rough from all of this cleaning?" Lalisa Park worriedly said.

Rosé Yang finished her last sweep and glanced up with a small smile. "A woman should at least be good at something. Cleaning can be my skill. Besides, my cleaner recently gave birth. She needs the rest."

Lalisa Park had a wry smile. She couldn’t believe the massive change in one person within a span of two years. She wanted to know what really happened on the night that Rosé Yang placed down her crown as Queen of the Socialites.

"You fool. You’re good at so many other things, besides cleaning!"

"Because Bang Jina and Yang Wenjin wanted me to be good at those things." Rosé Yang nonchalantly said while placing the broom and dustpan back into the closet.

Lalisa Park frowned. "Don’t lie to me. I know you enjoyed those skills as well."

Rosé Yang smiled as she walked to the kitchen. "Perhaps to some extent, yes, but I was a child whose ambition and dreams were shaped by Bang Jina and Yang Wenjin’s desire of having the perfect child." She took out the ingredients for dinner.

"But you were so good at the piano..." Lalisa Park muttered under her breath. Because Rosé Yang was so far, she didn’t hear her.

When she noticed how quiet Lalisa Park was, Rosé Yang turned around to see her friend lost in thought. She shook her head as she started to cut the ingredients.

After a few minutes of quiet, but oddly comfortable, silence, Lalisa Park finally stood up from her position. She wanted to pry more and force Rosé Yang to finally reveal the horrible things that had happened when she wasn’t in the country. But she knew it wasn’t the wisest move.

Although Rosé Yang will never admit it, there was a heavy cloud of somberness around her.

Whenever she was alone, her thoughts were dark and depressing.

Lalisa Park noticed that half of Rosé Yang's smile contained a hidden layer of heartbreak, sadness, and betrayal. It pained her to see her best friend in such a pitiful state.

Sure, Rosé Yang still kept her pride and head high, but she had lost whatever self-confidence she used to own.

Lalisa Park missed seeing the girl who confidently laughed, wore anything she liked, and did things without a care in the world. She fumed to herself. That bastard, Jeong Jaehyun, he really had the audacity to not only cheat on her, but also destroy everything about her!

Lalisa Park lifted her gaze from the couch she was sitting on to stare at Rosé Yang whose back was turned. There was a wonderful smell in the air that could only come from Rosé's amazing cooking.

As she watched Rosé Yang cook, she couldn’t help but sigh and feel sympathy for her friend.

Rosé Yang had her entire life built around the very man that shattered her.

From a young age, she was drilled on how to become his pillar of support, how to manage a multi-billion corporation, how to handle the paperwork, how to fulfill his position when he was absent, how to be his safe haven, and how to be the perfect wife.

All of her training and endless nights of sleep deprivation was completely shattered within the span of six months. In just six months, Jeong Jaehyun had pushed Rosé Yang to her lowest for a random woman he happened to fall in love with.