[2] The Vicious Wife

My dear President Park

August Eighteenth.

Two more days and it would be their second wedding monthiversary. Roseanne instantly bit her lip as a sudden surge of excitement burst within her. She couldn't wait to see his reaction to her surprise.

Night came and the news about Park Jimin was still trending. Arguments and various assumptions were everywhere. However, despite all this, not one clear image of Park Jimin was posted. Some images were of his side profile while some were blurry images of him taken during various ceremonies. This made Roseanne a little curious.

She remembered that at her launch, Park Jimin did not allow his photograph to be taken or posted by the reporters. In the end, only Roseanne's image appeared in the business section of the newspapers and online news sites. Not that she cared either way, but she was really curious as to why he hated posting his image online.

Before meeting him in person, Roseanne already knew that Park Jimin was a good looking man, mostly because this was a widely known fact in Seoul. In spite of this, she never found a single picture of him online. Of course, at that time, she did not find this weird.

Many wealthy people who wield an immense amount of influence always prefer to maintain a certain level of privacy. In fact, some heirs and heiresses in Europe hated it when people posted their images online as it made them feel their privacy had been invaded. At first, Roseanne assumed that Park Jimin was of those types.

However... now that Roseanne thought about it, she felt that something else must be going on.

Roseanne continue to swipe at the news and blogs about Park Jimin. She looked at the time. Only two more minutes before the article about Choi Yuqi will be posted.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Park Jimin kissed her cheeks before he sat down beside her. They were currently sitting in the living room in the Lotte.

In response, Roseanne gave him a small smile before she examined him. It was almost nine in the evening. Park Jimin arrived late tonight because he had a lot of meetings. However, despite his busy schedule, the latter still looked fresh. A small smile was on his face as he opened the button on his suit and took off his jacket. He then pulled Roseanne closer to him.

"Did you have dinner?" Roseanne asked. She actually did not eat dinner because she was waiting for him. She wondered if he already ate without her.

"No. I bought some take out. Let's eat together?" He eyed the carefully wrapped food boxes in front of them.

"Alright." Roseanne grinned at him. The couple then walked towards the kitchen and started to eat.

"The news should be out by now," Roseanne said. Park Jimin actually bought a bento meal for both of them. Of course, she did not have any complaints as she really like Japanese food.

"Yeah," he answered shortly. "Kim Taehyung has been bugging me lately. He keeps asking me what his part is. I told him he can deal with the Choi Family once we are done with them."

"Oh..." Roseanne just nodded. Based on the way Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung talked last time, it was obvious that Kim Taehyung was well versed in killing. Roseanne had not asked Park Jimin about this and he did not volunteer any information on the subject. It was her guess that he must have feared that it would scare her.

"What do you want to ask?" Park Jimin suddenly blurted out. When Roseanne raised an eyebrow at him, he chuckled. "I can hear your thoughts from here," he joked.

Roseanne only give him a little pout before she smiled and shook her head. Yeah, her face must have said it all. "Kim Taehyung... he is not a sculptor. Am I right?"

"He is... in a way."

"Oh... does his art... involve dead people?" Roseanne asked.

"It does," he answered truthfully. After his adoptive father gave Park Jimin the company, he also gave the remaining people under him to Kim Taehyung. If Park Jimin was the legal one managing a business, Kim Taehyung was the opposite of him. Truthfully, Kim Taehyung was extremely talented in sculpting. His pieces were all beautifully crafted and always received high remarks from art critics. But... he mostly uses this skill on his enemies.

Roseanne just nodded at his words. She remembered how Kim Taehyung was a very happy kid when they were younger. He would always entertain everyone with his endless chatter, making it's very easy for him to gain friends. In fact, many girls in the orphanage liked him. The man was handsome and funny. Though he is on the dumb side, everyone still loves someone who could easily make them feel better.

Kim Taehyung was the exact opposite of the studious Park Jimin. Her husband was quiet and he generally preferred  to be alone. Instead of socializing and playing games with everyone, Park Jimin would just sit there and read a book. Though Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin were the exact opposite, they still grew up to be best friends. The two arrived at the orphanage as infants at almost the same time,  so basically they had been together for just shy of thirty years.

"Hey... why did you like Taehyung back then?" Park Jimin suddenly asked, surprising Roseanne.

"Ohh... Everyone liked him back then. So I decided to like him too," she answered. Back then, she didn't even understand what the word meant. But when all of her playmates said they liked him, Roseanne decided to like him too. There should be nothing wrong with that, right?

Her answer instantly made Park Jimin laugh out loud, his voice echoing through the whole house, instantly making Roseanne frown. She glared at him as she furiously bit the shrimp tempura. "What are you laughing at?"

"Well... I did not expect that you would be that shallow back then," Park Jimin continue to laugh.

"I was ten! Are you expecting me to know what 'like' is at that age?" she countered. She was perfectly normal, alright?

"Back then I was more handsome than Kim Taehyung- and smarter too... Why didn't you like me?"

"..." If Roseanne were to tell him that it was because he was too smart, she was sure that Park Jimin would just laugh at her and say that it justified his previous comment about her being shallow when she was a child, so Roseanne chose to narrow her eyes at him instead. She slapped a stern expression on her face before she said in a cold tone, "How bold of you to call your own wife shallow. " Then she slowly rose from her seat, her gaze never leaving him. "You, my dear President Park, will sleep in the living room tonight," she said before running out of the dining room. Her evil laughter echoed through the whole apartment.