Rosé opened her eyes and saw that she was currently lying on a hospital bed.
She turned her head and saw Jisoo sitting beside her. He was looking at her intensely as if he wanted to bore holes on her stomach.
"Hey..."
She tried to sit up but her limbs felt weak.
Jisoo immediately assisted her. He pulled the pillows and arranged it on her back to use as her support.
"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you feel pain in your body?"
Jisoo's face was as frigid as usual but his eyes were full of worry. Even his voice was very soft, making her bewildered.
'What is wrong with this man?'
Rosé was already accustomed of Jisoo's possessiveness and over protectiveness but what he was doing right now was definitely one notch higher than his usual level.
"What's wrong? Mmm?"
She raised her hand and touched his face.
Jisoo's face crumpled. His face darkened when he glanced at her stomach.
Rosé noticed his glare and subconsciously touched her abdomen.
'Is there something wrong with my stomach? Is that why I fainted a while ago?'
Rosé suddenly felt sacred.
What if she had a tumor or something?
She looked at Jisoo's serious face. She gathered her courage and bravely asked him.
"Is-is there something wrong with my stomach?"
When Jisoo heard Rosé's question, his face sank, as if he suddenly remembered something grievous.
Rosé paled when she saw his countenance.
She knew it.
There was definitely something wrong with her body. She wanted to open her mouth to ask the problem when Jisoo spoke.
"There's something growing inside your stomach."
Jisoo's brows were knitted together as he glared resentfully at her abdomen.
Rosé closed her eyes to control her emotions.
'Indeed. Am I dying? It must be terminal since Jisoo was acting like that...'
Tears suddenly poured out of her eyes.
Jisoo was startled by her sudden outburst and he hurriedly wiped her tears.
"Don't cry.. don't cry..."
"How many more years---no, how many more months before----." before I die?
Rosé could not finish her words.
"Eight more months."
Jisoo answered.
Rosé cried loudly and reached for Jisoo. She wrapped her hands around his neck and buried her head on his chest.
"Shh.. don't cry.. it's not good for you to cry."
"But--- but I'm dying... *sob* *sob* Jisoo, when I die... can you visit me everyday? C-can you not marry someone else? *sob* *sob*"
Jisoo froze.
"You're dying?"
"Ah?"
Rosé was startled. She suddenly stopped crying. She looked very adorable as she stared at Jisoo with tears on her eyes.
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The Witch CEO is NOT a Demoness[Jenlisa]
FantasyHigh bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, Jennie reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men. At an early age, being an orphan, Jennie dedicated herself on taking good care of her grandfather an...