Wonderwall • ℍ𝕒𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕠

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Life often feels harsh and unjust. As Jennie reflected on her past, she uncovered some painful and harsh realities that surrounded her. The world around her was a stark reminder of this cruelty. She placed the shaving knife on the countertop and turned her attention to the inconsolable baby before her. Youngro's face was a mask of fear, tears streaming down as she cried out for her parents.

"Shhh, little one, don't cry! Look, I have some candy for you!" Jennie tried to soothe her, but her efforts backfired. Youngro screamed in protest, her tiny body wracked with sobs as she recoiled from the unfamiliar woman. Her face was flushed with distress, a vivid red tinged with purple from the intensity of her wails. Meanwhile, Haein and Jinu were just minutes away from reaching Baek Hyeon's mansion.

"WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING? WHY IS JENNIE ACTING SO STRANGELY?" Haein exclaimed, clutching his head in a mix of confusion and frustration. He was struggling to make sense of Jennie's bizarre behavior from their earlier phone call.

"Perhaps... maybe Jisoo just let her take a stab at Youngro's hair! It could be something as simple as that!" Jinu suggested, trying to ease Haein's worries, but Haein shook his head vehemently, rejecting the idea.

"No! It's not that simple! Jinu, now that I think about it, Jennie has always harbored some sort of animosity towards me, and I can't figure out why! It's the same kind of hostility I sense from her brother!"

"And now... MY GOD... she's unleashing that anger on my daughter! She's tormenting my child simply because she's mine..." Haein gasped in anguish, the realization hitting him hard. Jinu gripped the steering wheel tighter, accelerating as they raced towards the mansion.

Upon arriving, Haein was struck by the eerie stillness of the front yard. He jumped out of the car, spotting the vehicle that Jisoo had taken earlier that morning. But nothing could distract him from the heart-wrenching sound of his daughter's cries. The baby's desperate wails shattered the heavy silence that enveloped the mansion, echoing with an urgency that sent chills down his spine.

"YOUNGROOOOOO!!" Haein shouted in anguish, his heart breaking at the sound of his daughter's suffering. He dashed towards the entrance, desperately searching for Youngro within the sprawling mansion. Her cries were so piercing and relentless that they echoed through the halls, leaving him disoriented about which way to turn.

"FUCKK... YOUNGROO!! JISOOO, WHERE ARE YOU?" He yelled, panic rising as he continued to hear his daughter's desperate wails.

"Sir! I'll head upstairs... you check this floor!" Jinu called out, immediately bolting towards the staircase. Haein felt his heart racing, pounding hard against his chest as adrenaline surged through him, fueling his frantic search. Every second felt like an eternity, and the very essence of his being seemed to be at stake as he struggled to locate her.

But then, hope sparked within him when he caught sight of Youngro. There she was, sitting in her high chair in the kitchen, her tiny body shaking with sobs as she cried out for comfort.

"Well... you certainly took your time getting to your daughter!" Jennie remarked, a slight smile playing on her lips. Haein felt a surge of rage course through him, his fists clenching tightly at his sides.

"Jennie!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? HAND OVER MY DAUGHTER RIGHT NOW!" he bellowed, his fury overwhelming any sense of restraint.

She raised a finger, shaking it slowly as if to dismiss his demands. "T-t-t-t," she stammered, a smirk creeping across her face.

"Take it easy... or you'll regret this," she warned, stepping closer to Youngro's high chair. Haein's heart dropped as he saw the shaving blade glinting ominously in her hand, the reality of the situation crashing down on him like a wave of dread.