Since the distance was a bit far, he did not hear most of what Lombardi had said.
However, he had managed to catch the last sentence that Lombardi spoke.
For some unknown reason, he subconsciously swatted his hand against the back of Rosè's head when he saw that she was in a complete rush to explain herself.
She looked afraid. Was it because of that sentence as well?
With a single arm, Park Jimin carried Chae in his embrace. He lowered his gaze and stared at Rose, who stood before him. Following which, he spoke with ease and with no signs of panic, "My Italian is not good, and I only know the basic greetings."
"..."
Rosè, who was still very agitated just now, suddenly froze all at once.
As she let out an "Ah" in exclamation, she proceeded to pull her own hair; from the look on her face, she seemed to have had a sudden realization.
As it turned out, Park Jimin didn't understand what Lombardi had said.
This made sense. Italian was not as commonly used as English in the nation, and it was perfectly normal for him to not understand the language.
In that case, the reason why Park Jimin had not clarified their relationship just now was simply because he did not know what Lombardi had said...
As Rosè lowered her head, she kept her gaze fixated on her toenails.
She should be heaving a sigh of relief at this point in time.
However, for some reason, there was a depressing feeling in her chest.
"What's up with your Italian?" Jimin walked a step forward. With his tall body, he enveloped her in his own shadow.
The moment he said this, a dubious look flashed past his eyes.
She had stunning talents.
She also had outstanding public relations skills.
Furthermore, it now seemed that she also had a remarkable linguistic gift...
She was exactly like Pandora's box—how many "surprises" was she intending to bring to him?
"You never mentioned that you knew Italian." Park Jimin's eyes flickered.
Rosè was still entranced in her thoughts. When she heard his question, she lifted her head up subconsciously and answered, "You didn't ask me about it."
Park Jimin: "..."
As the space between Park Jimin's eyebrows relaxed, he took a look at the person before him, the one with a face of innocence.
His gaze turned gentle.
Could he interpret what she had said as this: If he had asked her about it, she would have told him the truth?
"What did Lombardi say to you right before I came?"
Rosè: "...!!"
Wasn't that the end of the matter? Why had he asked about it all of a sudden?
How should she answer him?
She couldn't possibly say this: "Congratulations, Mr. Lombardi said that your daughter resembles me. She has inherited all of the outstanding genes from me and is definitely a beautiful and smart little angel!"
However, she was also afraid that Park Jimin would misunderstand her, would think that she was a woman who had the delusion of becoming the step-mother of his daughter, and would snap her neck off!
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Destined To Be Your's
FanfictionPark Jimin is the usual rich, perfect, aloof president-the richest man in South Korea; but one day, a female toddler suddenly appears in his life as his daughter! Despite being certain that he has never touched a woman before, DNA tests certify tha...