Her Voice 2 [JENLISA]

Chapter 33

Lisa

Jennie still hadn’t said a word, not even when we walked through the door of the Kang estate. Home sweet home.

I held her hands in mine, but she still hadn’t looked at me. Fuck, she didn’t even look around. Her gaze stayed on the ground, watching our feet moving forward.

It wasn’t how I expected my return to be. A few weeks ago, I thought of how it’d be to bring Jennie to the estate. To our home. She’d meet the family, she’d be happy…smiling…bonding with the girls. She’d be excited, exploring everywhere.

This wasn’t what I imagined. Not even close. There was a dull ache in my chest as my lungs constricted my air flow. Why was this…so fucking…hard?

Her expression was still forlorn and she was avoiding my eyes. I squeezed her hand in mine, trying to get a reaction from my sweet myshka. I got nothing except silence.

“Lisa.” Irene's voice pulled my eyes away from Jennie. I watched as she made her way to us, still very heavily pregnant. She was due any day now.

Irene's attention went to Jennie, her gaze softening at the sight of my woman. I cleared my throat and her eyes snapped toward me, now frowning. She raised a questioning eyebrow, but I only shook my head.

Not now. Ask questions later.

As if she understood my unsaid words, she nodded. “I have prepared some clothes for her. Maybe you two need to take a shower. Eat. Get some rest. We can talk later,” she suggested quietly.

Irene came closer and leaned up to place a small kiss on my cheek. “Welcome home. Both of you,” she whispered before pulling away. Her gaze quickly flitted over to a silent, frozen Jennie. I saw sympathy there as she watched her. Sympathy and warmth. She held so much love inside her, it was almost beautiful to watch.

“Thank you,” I muttered gratefully.

“She will be okay.” Her whispers gave me hope.

Irene patted my arm and then reached forward to hug Jennie. My myshka flinched, her eyes widening slightly. She appeared confused, her brows pulling together, but Irene was already quickly letting go.

I grasped Irene's arm, stopping her from walking away. “Seulgi—”

Her eyes narrowed and darkened briefly. “Settle in first. Then we will talk, Lisa.”

I winced at her tone, her voice filled with authority. Shit. I didn’t know if that was good…or bad. All I knew was that the Queen had spoken and I had to do as I had been commanded.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, nodded, and pulled Jennie toward the stairs. The estate was otherwise quiet as we made our way to my room. It seemed like everyone was missing. I knew I had business to attend with the others. But for now, Jennie was my focus. After she was settled, I’d handle the disaster I left back in Thailand.

For now, we were back in New York, safe.

Once we reached my room, I closed the door behind us and watched as Jennie silently looked around. She walked further inside and stopped in the middle. My room was huge, almost like a little apartment inside the estate, but it barely held anything of value.

Now though…now…it felt like home.

“This is your room?” She finally broke the silence, her voice a little hoarse.

Jennie turned to me so she could look at my face. Once I knew she could see my reply, I nodded. “It’s our room now.”

“Who was she?”