Destined To Be Your's

Chapter 8: Go strangle her to death!

"..." Park Jimin's face darkened in an instant.

Before he could even open his mouth to speak, Chae, who was nestled in his arms, blinked her big eyes and teardrops almost fell when she heard that her pretty sister was not coming back.

"I had promised to let her come back, but she isn't willing to return." Once Park Jimin noticed that his little princess was about to break into tears, he stopped speaking.

"..."

"Now you see, Pretty Sister will never come back again." Chae pursed her lips and crept back into the covers after speaking her mind.

"..." The emptiness in Park Jimin's arms felt the same as if someone had dug into his heart.

A sense of gloom fell over that perfect face.

The chilly air that oozed out of him could be felt from miles away!

The long figure stood up from the bed slowly.

He gracefully adjusted the collar of his shirt with his long, slender fingers. Then, his beautiful lips parted slightly and he said, "Butler, prepare the car."

"Young Master, you want to..." The butler's eyes widened in astonishment.

"To strangle Rosè Jung to death!" Park Jimin clenched his teeth as he exclaimed. He stepped past the stunned butler and walked out of the room.

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In the apartment.

Rosè had just fallen asleep when the doorbell rang.

The incessant ringing of the doorbell made her jump up from her bed, scratching her head.

She could barely open her eyes as she groped her way to the door.

She was livid at being woken up twice in the night and used all her might to open the door.

"Are you done or not? I told you, unless Park Jimin personally comes here to invite me, I will absolutely not agree, agree... ahem!" Rosè choked on her words midway.

When she saw the man who was at her door, it was like seeing a ghost.

The very next second she closed the door without a second thought!

"BAM!"

The deafening sound of the door slamming shut brought Rosè back to reality.

She raised her hand and pinched her face hard. Then, she looked out the window.

It was still dark, so why was she daydreaming?

How could Park Jimin possibly be here to ask her back?

No way. She must have been too tired, tired to the point that she started to hallucinate!

Yes, it must be a hallucination!

If she were to take a second look, he would certainly be gone.

Rosè prepared her heart and opened her door again.

In that run-down apartment building, Park Jimin's sturdy and elegant figure made the stairway look exceptionally narrow and tight.

He put one hand in the pocket of his pants and casually leaned against the hand railing of the staircase.

The contour of that perfect side profile was captivating.

When he heard the sound of the door open, he tilted his head to the side.

That charming face and those deep soulful eyes... Any woman's heart would pound and flutter if he looked at her with such a focused gaze.

But at this moment, Rosè Jung could only feel death knocking on her door.