Chapter 74

“Who’s the father of your kid’s, Hazel?” Ethan asked softl

Hazel was visibly take aback.

His question lingered in the air.

Hazel felt a surge of emotions, a mixture of surprise, anxiety, and a flicker of something deeper that she struggled to name.

The father of my kids,” Hazel echoed slowly, the weight of the unanticipated question settling in the air. The idea of Ethan finding his way back into their lives hadn’t crossed her mind. She certainly hadn’t imagined having to address this question from him one day. “Hazel?” He called snapping her out of her trail of thoughts. She met the searching look in his eyes, he was waiting intently for an answer.

The father of my kids, he’s staring at me right now. You’re the father, Ethan. But the words. remained locked within her. She couldn’t bring herself to say it.

“Why are you so curious about him, Ethan?” she finally responded in a low tone, her voice carrying a touch of defensiveness.

Taking a deep sigh, he continued, “It sounded like you were alone, you and your kids. Like they were all you have. Also, I’ve never heard the kids mention a dad.”

A heavy silence enveloped them, as if the room held its breath, witnessing the unearthing of long–buried questions.

“The man at the airport, he isn’t their father, I know that,” Ethan stated firmly, his unwavering.

gaze

“What man?” Hazel asked, her expression partly confused, a tinge of surprise coloring her features.

“That day I met you at the airport,” he responded, prompting Hazel to revisit a particular memory. “The man you were with. Nathan.” He jogged her memory with a touch of hesitancy.

You investigated me?!” Hazel’s voice raised a notch, a mix of shock and indignation coloring

her words

“Hazel.” Ethan muttered, his tone tinged with guilt. The admission hung in the air, acknowledging that he had indeed delved into her life.

The man Hazel met upon her return to the country wasn’t her husband, nor did he to be the father of her kids. So who was?

appear

of frustration and a fierce protectiveness over her family, reverberated through the charged atmosphere. That

but Ethan

sure. I shouldn’t have Hazel. I’m really sorry, Ethan admitted,

the weight of Ethan’s

much research anyway, it wasn’t a guarded. secret. However,

words drawing a clear line. She was grateful to him and all, but that was

husband and your kids father, but then

Hazel, who is he? where

stated, a declaration that resonated with both finality and a

pregnant Ethan inquired, his

No. He didn’t know, and you still don’t know, she mumbled inwardly, a silent admission echoing in the recesses of

acceptance, Yet, within the confines of

eyes widened in genuine

softly.his tone sympathetic. The realization settling in. Hazel had indeed been

finding a voice. “He’s married,” she revealed further, the admission hanging in the

married, Ethan,her thoughts

“Married?” Ethan questioned quietly

dad as well,”

I been alone? Yes. I’ve been alone,” she added, drawing in a shaky

clarified; “I don’t need sympathy. They’re the greatest things I’ve ever had,” she asserted, a smile gracing her l*ps even as her eyes betrayed

“Before

I’ve never had anyone or anything to really

He husband rejected and didn’t want her. But she had

honest, I’m grateful their dad’s not in the picture.

of her journey carried

a great job, Hazel, all on your

he’s missed out on, Hazel. Your kids are

turned away, blinking back tears that threatened to betray the emotional depth of the conversation. Ethan’s praise, her lies became overwhelming threatening to

it wasn’t a guarded secret. However, Ethan’s intrusion into

she retorted, her words drawing a clear line. She was grateful to him and all, but that was

was your husband and your kids‘ father, but then I

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