The Substitute Wife

CHAPTER 81

Rosè Jang went downstairs to the housekeeper's room. She found a first aid box there and brought it upstairs. She waited about half an hour until the bathroom door was pulled open. Park Jimin walked out in the pajama she had picked out for him.

Rosè Jang turned around. She saw Park Jimin hadn't dried his hair yet, leaving water dripping down from his hair. She wrinkled her brows and murmured, "Why didn't you dry your hair?"

She walked into the bathroom and walked back to Park Jimin with a dry towel. "Sit down. I'll help you dry your hair. It's getting cold since we don't have heating yet. You'll catch a cold with wet hair."

Park Jimin was still quiet. After he heard what Rosè Jang said, he stared at her for a few seconds before he walked to the sofa and took a seat there.

Rosè Jang stood behind him with the towel. She wrapped his head in the towel and gently rubbed it. She didn't stop rubbing until the towel had absorbed most of the water on his hair. She felt his hair and found it was still damp. "I'll go and get the blow dryer."

Park Jimin waited a bit, not cocking his head to look at her back until Rosè Jang had walked few steps away from him.

Park Jimin had worn a poker face since he had come home, but at this moment, he suddenly looked emotional.

When he heard footsteps from the bathroom, he pressed his lips together slightly and looked away from the bathroom. His face went back to blank.

Rosè Jang plugged the hair dryer in and turned it on. She moved her fingers through his hair as the hair dryer blew hot air towards him.

They didn't talk. Though it was already bright outside, it was quiet in the room except for the noise from the hair dryer.

Park Jimin had been quiet since he had returned. Once his hair was almost completely dried, he suddenly spoke very harshly to Rosè Jang. "Enough."

Rosè Jang was scared. Her hand shook, causing her to almost drop the hair dryer.

She looked at Park Jimin, perplexed. She immediately turned off the hair dryer and unplugged it.

She put the hair dryer back into the bathroom. Park Jimin was in the same position when Rosè Jang came out of the bathroom. He was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He hadn't been too nice, so Rosè Jang didn't feel like talking to him in case she made him madder.

She knew he didn't have a good temper. At this moment, she was better off either pretending nothing had happened and crawling back into bed to sleep, or hiding somewhere far from him.

However, she couldn't help glancing at his hand.

After that night and the next, it would be the twelfth, which was the date she and Yoon Jane had set to switch back.

This could be a farewell for them. It was possible she would have no more chances to be nice to him after.

Rosè Jang struggled for a while and finally plucked up her courage to walk to Park Jimin . She said in a low voice, "Let me put a bandage on your hand."

Park Jimin didn't respond at all, not talking or looking up. He was so quiet that he looked like he was sleeping.

Rosè Jang wasn't sure if he agreed or not. She stood there for a while before she grabbed the first aid kit. She took out a few Q-tips with iodine and some bandages, then took a seat next to Park Jimin and put his hand on her lap.

Park Jimin curled his fingers slightly, but the movement was noticeable. It looked like he wanted to pull his hand back, but he didn't in the end.

Rosè Jang gently cleaned his wound with Q-tips drenched in iodine. She tore the bandage wrapper open and carefully put it on his hand.