Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 72

“Hazel,” Ethan called, his voice cutting through the air, halting her mid–step. The corridor seemed to narrow as his concerned eyes locked onto hers.

“What allergy does Liam have?” he asked, his brows furrowing in a mix of worry and curiosity.

soy

“Soy,” she replied lightly, almost too casually. A sudden regret engulfed her as she realized the implications of her choice of words. Why did she mention soy? Ethan had battled. allergy in his own childhood, and now, the revelation hung in the air like an unspoken connection.

She froze, biting her l*p anxiously. Act oblivious, Hazel, she instructed herself, but the unspoken truth lingered in the atmosphere, a subtle tension between them.

Attempting to regain composure, Hazel cleared her throat and questioned, “Why?” Her eyes met Ethan’s, searching for any sign of recognition or realization.

Ethan’s gaze intensified as he stared at her, his eyes penetrating. “I had soy allergies as a child too,” he revealed, the gravity of his words sinking in. The air grew thicker with tension “Oh, no way. Really?” Hazel asked, attempting to sound casual. She avoided his piercing gaze, focusing on the task of unlocking the door, her hands fumbling nervously in the

process.

“Hazel,” he called, his voice drawing her back. Closing the distance between them with a step forward, he entered her personal space.

was very close. Hazel caught a whiff of his perfume, a fragrant and masculine scent that enveloped her. His expression seemed troubled, a silent turmoil evident in his eyes as if internal questions were swirling within him. The

unspoken truth hanging heavily between them. The

him, her voice carrying a hint of nervousness that she hoped

the most common allergies after all, she continued, adding a light laugh

demeanor, the unburdening thought that Soy allergy didn’t necessarily imply a shared genetic connection. She breathed

common.

wake them up later for dinner. Ethan stood over Liam, then sighed,

be fine. It isn’t the first time, she said with a chuckle, trying to

faces. He gave a small smille when Daisy

“She’s probably

greeted by a hushed atmosphere. Daisy had fallen asleep, she

looking at her two sleeping kids sighed; she’d have to wake them up later to have their

stood by Liam’s bedside, he exhaled audibly, his eyes a blend of affection and

gazing at the two sleeping children. A faint smile played on his l*ps as Daisy stirred, murmured in her sleep and chewed. A soft chuckle escaped him, and he

treats. Knowing Daisy,

you were at the company today,‘ Ethan remarked casually, settling onto the edge of Daisy’s bed, the soft creak

hushed whisper, acutely aware of the need for discretion. Their conversation, however, appeared to disturb Daisy’s slumber, prompting a subtle stirring as she shifted in

“How have you been, Hazel? Coping with Daisy and everything else?” His eyes held a mixture of empathy and a yearning

sighed, taking a seat next to him on Daisy’s

have you been holding up?” He asked