Chapter 92

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“I don’t have a reason or an excuse being here by this time,” Ethan admitted, his words hanging in the air like a confession. Hazel, with a skeptical expression, crossed her arms over her chest.

“What does that mean? Hazel asked, her curiosity and a hint of caution evident in her tone.

“I just needed to see how the…” Ethan began explaining, his sentence trailing off when Liam’s face popped through the doorway. The little boy had gotten impatient and wondered why his mom was stalling had gone to check on her himself.

“Mommy, I need more water,” he demanded groggily. His face lit up the moment he saw Ethan and he ran out of the door, hugging his legs.

“Mr. Princess!” he squealed, and Ethan greeted him fondly, rubbing his head.

“I missed you,” Liam admitted, still hugging Ethan’s legs. He had been puzzled when Ethan disappeared suddenly, and he had asked for him multiple times that day.

“Why don’t you visit more often? You promised,” he stated accusingly. Liam felt love and attraction toward Ethan. There was just something about him that he adored whenever Ethan was around.

“Well, I’m trying to get your mommy here to let me visit more often,” Ethan stated lightly. Hazel’s brows furrowed.

“Wait, what?” she thundered.

“What I’m saying is, I would love to keep visiting. I really enjoy spending time with your kids, Hazel,” Ethan admitted, glancing down at Liam’s adorable head hugging his legs. Hazel felt a tightening and suffocating feeling within her. For a moment, she was speechless, looking away from the two, taking deep breaths.

“Please, mommy,” Liam pleaded, turning to look at her while holding Ethan’s arm. Seeing the look on her son’s face, eagerly pleading to spend more time with his father, created a helpless feeling within her.

“Can you give us a minute?” Hazel finally spoke, turning to her son. “Mummy, but…” Liam tried to persuade her, still holding Ethan’s

Liam! Now!” she yelled. Liam’s eyes widened. His mom had never yelled at him before. Liam

urged. Liam released Ethan’s finger from his grip, turned finally, and slowly trudged back inside. The door closed,

herself. “Why are you here, Ethan?” she asked, her voice a mix

don’t think…” Ethan was

interrupted, exasperation evident in her voice. She was almost

his mom. You don’t get to tell me how to bring up my

wanted to spend more time with them. I

man who had rejected them without a

she stated, the unsaid words 1 don’t want you here‘ echoing

a pleading tone in his voice. The vulnerability in his expression softened Hazel’s stance, but she was determined to

But I really do

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meeting Ethan’s eyes. She noticed his eyes were brimming

be friends with some five–year–olds. He looked so different. The cool, calm, collected mån she once knew appeared very anxious, like he was about to be sentenced to death, as if a word from

my life. I can’t explain it,” Ethan stated, his voice cracking

We have a bad history, but I swear I mean no harm. I just

brother,” he pleaded.

felt her resolve breaking. No, no, no, Hazel cried within herself, no! Getting closer would only complicate things even

fisted her palm in

all your help, but

[than asked in

like you to keep your

Ethan called, his

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