FATED TO YOU

Chapter 190 - Why Are You Still Trying To Deceive Me?

Park Jimin had rushed to save herself without thinking about his injuries. Facing such a good and loving Park Jimin, Jeon Rose couldn't help but feel ashamed for a moment.

He had personally witnessed those shameful scenes when she was pressed on the bed by those men. It had stung her heart.

'Forgive me, Park Jimin, for you to have such a disorganized wife, yet you were so unaffected and still caring about me. I'm not worth your affection.'

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As soon as Jeon Rose stepped out of the bathroom, a glass of hot milk was served to her.

"Drink this milk first. It will help to calm your nerves."

Jeon Rose looked up at Park Jimin and saw the care in his eyes.

Once he said she was a hedgehog.

Once he said that she could cry in his arms.

Once he said they could try to love each other,

Once he said she was his wife, now and ever.

Too much warmth and courage from Park Jimin was enough to melt all the hardships she has endured for the past twenty years.

Jeon Rose took the glass. Her eyes were filled with fatigue, but she still smiled and looked at Park Jimin with gentle eyes, "Jimin , I'm fine. You're the one who's hurt. You don't have to take care of me like this. I suggest you go to the hospital again."

"Let's go to sleep. You don't need to think about anything. No matter what, let me handle it." Park Jimin interrupted her and watched her intently as she drank the milk. He wrapped his arm around her body as he led her into the bedroom.

Jeon Rose was indeed exhausted to the extreme. After drinking the milk, she fell into a deep sleep. Her body and her nerves gradually relaxed.

When Jeon Rose woke up, it was already late at night. Park Jimin was clearly severely injured and needed more rest, but he was not by her side right now.

She got up and walked out of the bedroom. Jeon Rose did not see Park Jimin in the living room but walked over to the couch and looked at his phone on the coffee table.

Thinking about where her cell phone was and how she had been worried about Cha Nayun's safety, Jeon Rose immediately picked up Park Jimin's phone and decided to call her.

Just as she was about to dial the number, she suddenly saw the most recent call on the phone.

Kim Taehyung.

The call lasted for an hour and a half.

Jeon Rose froze.

What did Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin talk about on the phone for an hour and a half? Could it be about what had happened seven years ago?

Did Park Jimin already know about it?

Footsteps could be heard behind her. Jeon Rose immediately turned around and saw Park Jimin slowly walking down the stairs. Her hand holding the phone tightened as she stared at him with a dazed look in her eyes.

"Why are you still awake?" Park Jimin's voice was filled with tenderness as he walked with a scroll in his hand. He raised his hand to Jeon Rose's forehead and checked her temperature. "Are you feeling unwell? If you have a cold or if you feel any discomfort, go take your medicine immediately. Don't get sick again."

Jeon Rose pursed her lips and handed the phone to him hesitantly. There were a few hints of doubt in her eyes.

However, Park Jimin didn't seem to see the doubts in her eyes, nor the questions she's trying to ask. He casually took the phone, and at the same time, gently smiled at her. His hand gently caressed her head as if nothing had happened.

Did he know about the past that she was unwilling to talk about?

His smile can melt the coldness in the living room.

"Don't just stand there in a daze. It's late. Go back to sleep. I'll accompany you."

Park Jimin seemed to have seen through Jeon Rose's thoughts, but he quietly coaxed her to bed early. That kind of tone would make Jeon Rosè feel at ease, but at the same time, it also touched the barb that she had buried in her body, making her uncomfortable.

"What did Kim Taehyung tell you?" Jeon Rose stared at him, her eyes unwavering.

"Nothing. He was worried about you, so he told me to take good care of you. Are you hungry? I'll order a snack for you. After that, you can also take a walk around the house before going to bed." There was a touch of tenderness in his eyes, but he changed the topic without leaving a trace.

"After an hour and a half of calling, he just asked for you to take care of me? Park Jimin, you already know that I have been through a lot of things, so why are you still trying to deceive me!"

It was clear that Jeon Rosè brought Park Jimin so much trouble. The old debt from seven years ago had been replayed today, and it was even more likely will bring disgrace to his reputation. From the start of their relationship until now, Park Jimin had only used this kind of method to ease her uneasiness.

This would only make the burden in her heart heavier. It would only make her more guilty and uneasy!

"Rosè."

In the end, Park Jimin didn't say anything, only pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly. Just as Jeon Rose was about to struggle, he whispered softly into her ear, "There are wounds on my body. If you want me to continue bleeding, then continue to struggle."

As expected, his words made Jeon Rose not dare to move, just stiffly allowing him to hold her.

His hand tightened and he kissed her softly, "Idiot, everyone is like a book. Those pages that have been flipped past, even if you take them out and look again, the sadness and pain are still there. Jeon Rose, I have no reason not to know about your past. There are many things I can vaguely guess about, but I never thought that the pain that you had to bear was much heavier than what I imagined. Even if I knew it, it would only bring us closer to each other. It's because you are too stupid and unable to truly walk out that you care so much about everything."

Jeon Rose leaned into his embrace. The haze in her heart once again seemed to fly into the light because of Park Jimin. Her happiness almost filled her entire breathing and nerves. Jeon Rosè raised her hand to hug Park Jimin back and pushed her head onto his chest, inhaling his fresh scent.

The past may have been real to her, but from the age of four to seventeen, everything in those thirteen years was almost embedded in her life. Everyone had an inertia, and her inertia was to resist everything in the past, but in the end, it became a kind of self-deception.

"If I knew all of this earlier, I definitely wouldn't let you suffer so much grievance and be frightened again." Park Jimin held the back of her head gently and kissed it. His tone gradually became cold. "Kwon Donghai and those who had wronged you back then, I will let them know what regret is."