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.

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

truth hanging heavily between them. The proximity intensified the swirling emotions, leaving them both caught in a

her voice carrying a hint of nervousness

common. Most kids grow out of it. It’s one of the most common allergies after

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

common.

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

isn’t the first time, she said with a chuckle, trying to make it sound

faces. He gave a small smille when Daisy muntered

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

sleeping kids sighed; she’d have to wake them up later to have their

audibly, his eyes a blend of affection and concern. His gentle fingers ran through

up gazing at the two sleeping children. A faint smile played on his l*ps as Daisy

dreaming about treats. Knowing Daisy, it was actually

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

responded in 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 in

in slightly, Ethan’s expression softened with genuine concern. “How have you been, Hazel? Coping with Daisy and everything

taking a seat next to him

how have you been holding up?”