The Substitute Wife

CHAPTER 115

He was naturally striking, and smiling like he did now made him even more charming.

Rosè Jang was captivated, until he said, "Do you know that I've always been waiting for you?"

The soft smile remained on his face but, somehow, Rosè Jang detected a hint of sorrow. A lump formed in her throat, choking her up. Swallowing hard, she shifted her gaze away from his face and replied in a low voice, "Master Park, let's get you out of the tub so you don't catch a cold."

Regardless of what she had said to him throughout the night, he had never answered her, yet suddenly he was surprisingly obedient. "Okay."

With that, he struggled to get out of the bathtub. Still unsteady from drinking, Rosè Jang gave him a hand.

After he stepped out of the bath, Rosè Jang realized that Park Jimin had removed his underwear. Although she only took a fleeting glance and didn't clearly see anything, her face burned in embarrassment.

Clumsily grabbing the showerhead, she adjusted the water temperature before handing it to Park Jimin.

Although she knew that he would not notice her shyness in his drunken state, she couldn't look him in the eye when she said, "Master Park, you should rinse the soap off your body."

Park Jimin didn't take the showerhead but instead stared at her intensely and passionately.

Rosè Jang's face was bright red. Afraid to look at him, she lowered her eyes, held the showerhead, and helped him rinse off before handing him a towel.

Park Jimin didn't take that either and continued to stare intently at her.

In that moment, he was too drunk to tell if he was dreaming or hallucinating. He'd had too many similar dreams in the past.

On countless nights, I've dreamed that she would return. But every time I've reached out for her, all I grasped was air. Calling out "little troublemaker" I would always wake myself up, and I could never get back to sleep.

But tonight is different. The eyes of little troublemaker were so clear and spirited, and these eyes tonight are much more beautiful than those in my dreams.

Even caressing your face, feels real, as if I'm truly touching her.

Thoughts flowed through his mind and, as if he had just realized something, Park Jimin lifted his head and brushed against Rosè Jang's cheeks. Just as before, the touch was soft and smooth. Unable to restrain himself, he began to nuzzle against her cheek.

Rosè Jang bit her lower lip, and her breathing became uneven, first because of his intense staring and now his touching her. To get out of the bathroom as quickly as possible, she helped dry him off with a towel.

When they were done, she tossed the towel into the dirty laundry basket. After draping the bath robe on him and knotting it, she spun around and grabbed his elbow, pulling him out of the bathroom toward the bed.

"Master Park, you must be tired. I'm—I'm going to leave now."

Even though his mind was foggy, Park Jimin's expression changed drastically when she said she was going. He tightly grabbed Rosè Jang's elbow.

"You can't leave. I forbid you." As he spoke, he drew her into his arms and cuddled her.

"Don't leave."

As if he were an insecure child, his arms tightened around her as if he were trying to melt her into his body.

As he hugged Rosè Jang, her heart began to beat fast. She moved slightly because he was holding her so tightly she felt a small pain. Feeling her move, he hugged her tighter, as if he were afraid she was trying to get away.