FATED TO YOU

Chapter 106 - Loving Each Other

Jeon Rosè did not disappoint him this time. She shook her head loudly. "This was my fault. You don't need to comfort me. I have misunderstood. Forgive me."

She's ridiculous...

She wanted to hide far away from him, but the result was so childish and laughable. She was blinded by emotions and had not thought about Park Jimin's situation at all.

When Park Jimin went back to deal with what had happened at the banquet, he definitely hadn't slept at all. He busied himself for the rest of the day, then went to see Old Man Im at night, only to find that Jeon Rosè misunderstood him.

"I have to say, the vinegar you're eating is truly extraordinary." Park Jimin suddenly bent his head down with a smile that was not a smile and approached her pale face.

Park Jimin's lips brushed against Jeon Rosè's cracked lips, causing her body to shiver. At the same time, she also felt a warm sensation on her waist as Park Jimin pressed her body into his embrace.

Knowing that her lips were so dry, she did not kiss him deeply.

Jeon Rosè clearly did something stupid, got mad, fell into a muddle, got sick, and finally face-slapping herself.

How stupid of her.

Jeon Rosè wanted to find a hole to hide. In the end, Park Jimin was so tolerant towards her.

Jeon Rosè obediently laid her head on his chest. If Park Jimin wanted her to apologize, she could say it because she was completely wrong; however, if he wanted her to admit that she was jealous ...

"I'm not jealous." Jeon Rosè leaned her face against Park Jimin's chest and whispered in a muffled voice.

Park Jimin lifted her hand and pressed her deeper into his embrace. He silently hugged her and did not argue with her.

Park Jimin just let her embarrass herself and said with a sigh, "Jeon Rosè, we can try loving each other."

Jeon Rosè stayed still in Park Jimin's arms. Her nose filled with his unique and unusually pleasant scent. She did not speak, only lightly wrapping her hands around his waist. It was a silent agreement.

Love?

What she had not dared to hope for, what Park Jimin had said to her in Daegu City, all his tenderness and tolerance for her, Jeon Rosè had felt that as long as he liked her, she would accept this marriage.

Although this marriage was full of obstacles, but to love someone like Park Jimin, she was willing to try.

Because the previous night's fever was too severe and hadn't yet subsided, Jeon Rosè had limited physical strength. She needed Park Jimin's help to bring her to the dining table. She looked at the porridge cooked by Park Jimin and then at two rather light but tasty dishes on the table.

She swallowed hard. Although her throat hurt, she was indeed hungry, and when facing such a plain and simple delicacy, she had to swallow it no matter how much her throat hurt.

After taking another two bites, Jeon Rosè saw a faint smile in Park Jimin 's eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Park Jimin, are you still human? Why are you laughing at me? Oh, by the way, where do you learn to cook?"

Park Jimin chuckled. "All those years in Boston, I live alone. If I can't even feed myself, I would have starved to death."

"You live alone? You didn't hire a maid to take care of your necessities?"

"I have hands and feet, so I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Park Jimin said it so casually. He did not want to mention anything else about his life in Boston. He looked at Jeon Rosè's exposed shoulder. There was a small scar on that shoulder. It looked like a scar from a serious injury.

It was only when he'd used alcohol to wipe her body last night that he'd noticed the scar. He hadn't noticed it before.

"Have you ever had a shoulder injury?" Park Jimin asked casually.

Jeon Rosè 's hand that was holding the chopsticks suddenly stiffened. She didn't look at him with an unnatural expression, instead raising her other hand to pull up her clothes.

Noticing the slight abnormality in her movements and eyes, Park Jimin didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he quietly watched her focused on eating, and a pampering smile appearing in his eyes.

After the meal, Park Jimin pushed Jeon Rosè into the bedroom again to take her body temperature. It was 38 degrees, much better than last night.

Although her head was still heavy and weak, Jeon Rosè did not like being taken care of like this. She insisted on walking back and forth in the living room. Under the sunlight that shone through the window, her face gradually broke out in sweat.

Her body was sticky with sweat. Thinking of the alcohol that had soaked her body last night, even if it evaporated quickly, there should still be some residue on her skin.

Jeon Rosè felt itchy and wanted to take a shower, but was not allowed by Park Jimin.

"Don't take a shower until the fever is gone." he said.

Jeon Rosè stood in the living room, her body was sticky and uncomfortable. She stared at Park Jimin, who was happily sitting on the sofa and reading a newspaper, with jealousy in her heart. "My body is itchy and sticky. Didn't you say that taking a hot bath would help dispel the cold? At most, I can change the water temperature to a little hotter."

Park Jimin sat on the sofa with his legs crossed casually. He shifted his gaze from the newspaper in his hands to Jeon Rosè , who had an uncomfortable expression on her face. "Are you sure you won't fall asleep in the bathtub with your current condition?"

Jeon Rosè was so embarrassed. She raised her hand to scratch her itchy neck and said hoarsely, "No, I'll wash quickly. I'll come out right after!"

His pretty eyebrows slightly moved, which could be considered as permission. At that time, the living room was illuminated by the sunlight shining in through the window, reflecting the side of his face. His facial features were like a painting and very beautiful. Park Jimin was truly a man who can be remembered with a single glance.

He was real and extraordinarily handsome. When he looked at Jeon Rosè with a frivolous gaze and a faint smile on his face, they looked like they had loved each other for years.

Although Jeon Rose didn't like to be controlled like this, this kind of gentle and domineering restriction made her want to obey for no reason. It felt like she was a child that was being spoiled all day, and this was a kind of happiness that she had never felt before.

When Jeon Rosè asked Park Jimin for another set of clothes and carried it to the bathroom, he calmly looked at the newspaper in his hands and said, "If you take a long shower, you will feel dizzy. I don't mind helping you."

Suddenly, Jeon Rosè 's feet went stiff, and she turned around to look at him. At the same time, Park Jimin also turned to look at her, his deep black eyes filled with interest.