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 realization of hereditary allergies lingered in the air, creating a palpable tension. Why else would Liam share the same allergy as

labored, the weight of the unspoken truth hanging heavily between them. The proximity intensified the swirling emotions, leaving

her voice carrying a hint of nervousness that

most common allergies after all, she continued, adding a light laugh to suppress the tension that lingered

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

common.

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 with

the first time, she said with

He gave a small smille

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

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

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

and concern. His gentle fingers ran

sleeping children. A faint smile played on his l*ps as Daisy stirred, murmured in her sleep and

treats. Knowing Daisy, it was

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

a 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

been, Hazel? Coping with

a seat next to

have you been