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.

turmoil evident in his eyes as if internal questions were swirling

became faster and labored, the weight of the unspoken truth hanging heavily between

voice carrying a hint of nervousness that

allergies after all, she continued, adding a light laugh to

allergy didn’t necessarily imply a shared genetic connection. She breathed a sigh of relief, Ethan seemed convinced; similar

common.

asleep. Sighing, Hazel looked at the two of them; she would have to wake them up later for dinner. Ethan stood over Liam, then sighed, his eyes filled

she said with a chuckle, trying to make

their sleeping faces. He gave a small smille when Daisy

her sleep. Chuckling lightly, he said, “She’s probably dreaming about

stepped into the ward. They were greeted by a hushed atmosphere. Daisy had fallen asleep, she lay peacefully

have to wake them up later to

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

He straightened up gazing at the two sleeping children. A faint smile played on his

be dreaming about treats. Knowing Daisy,

settling onto the

the need for discretion. Their conversation, however, appeared to

in slightly, Ethan’s expression softened with genuine concern. “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

how have you been holding up?” He