The Substitute Wife

CHAPTER 120

When the man was ready to pull Rosè Jang up from the sofa and just as she about to bite down on her tongue, an alarming crash made everyone stop to turn their heads to see what had happened.

The French window across the wall that faced the sofa had been spectacularly smashed by a heavy chair. They watched in shock as the countless pieces of glass crackled and clattered onto the floor. The sound was like a rainstorm.

......

Everyone remained dumbfounded for a minute as they watched what they'd only seen in blockbuster movies.

When the last of the glass had dropped to the floor, all was silent. The room was frozen until, a moment later, one of the men said, "What was..."

Before he could finish his question, a figure from the darkness stepped into view, and they were speechless again.

Before the figure reached the broken window, Rosè Jang had already recognized in the darkness who this person was.

She relaxed her mouth and stared at him. Her heart calmed a bit, and her despair was alleviated.

Rosè Jang didn't know if she had been surprised by Park Jimin or had been frightened by what had happened just now. Her mind was still not thinking clearly.

She continued staring at him until he stood in front of her and the weight holding her down was lifted. Her eyes began to clear and slowly she started to breath normally.

Realizing this was not her imagination, she opened her mouth to call out "Jimin," but before she could he had used his suit jacket to cover her face.

She wiggled his jacket down to cover the rest of her exposed body. Now in darkness, she could hear his voice.

Usually, his voice was respectful and sometimes warm, but now his tone was frightening. She was used to his using harsh language when she had been Yoon Jane's substitute and he would mock her relentlessly but, compared to his tone now, those old words sounded like pure honey.

He told her through his jacket, "Stay here. Don't move!" His voice and the smell of his jacket soothed her.

It's really him... I'm not in a dream...

Rosè Jang curled up in Park Jimin's jacket and stopped noticing her surroundings until she heard someone say, "Who are you?"

Is he asking Park Jimin?

Immediately a raucous scream drowned her thoughts. Rosè Jang slightly began to tremble and then heard several shrill cries.

Ignoring Park Jimin's instruction, she yanked down his suit jacket and looked into the room.

Park Jimin 's fighting was quick and powerful, causing the kidnappers to fly into the walls from his kicks but, being local punks experienced with fighting, they were not going down easily.

Park Jimin's initial attack aroused their bestiality and, after shaking off the pain from being slammed, they quickly rolled back onto their feet and menacingly closed in on him.

Park Jimin stood erect and motionless in the center of the living room as the men surrounded him from all directions.

Rosè Jang watched in terror and anxiously yelled out. The moment she shouted "Park," he turned his head to briefly glance at her. The next second, he grabbed ahold of one man who pounced at him and mercilessly slammed him to the floor, without so much as a grunt.

The man let out a miserable shriek. Park Jimin quickly struck another man with a single hand and then seized his elbow. He leapt up and kicked the man, sending him flying.