Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna
Chapter 92
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.
finally spoke, turning to her son. “Mummy, but…” Liam tried to persuade her, still holding Ethan’s
His mom had never
chest and knelt in front of the little boy. “Mommy wants you inside, go,” he urged. Liam released Ethan’s finger from his grip, turned
took a deep breath, trying to collect herself. “Why are you here, Ethan?” she asked, her voice a mix of pain
think…” Ethan
what?!” Hazel interrupted, exasperation evident in
as his mom. You don’t get to tell me how to bring up my kids,”
just wanted to spend more time with them. I missed them, and I thought they missed me too,” he admitted attempting
to flaunt her instructions for the very first time, and all because of this man who had rejected them without a second thought. She was simmering inside of her,
words 1 don’t want you here‘ echoing in her
stated with a sigh. “I felt restless. I hadn’t seen Daisy in days now,” Ethan added, a pleading tone in his voice. The vulnerability in his expression softened Hazel’s stance, but
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She noticed his eyes were
his hands through his hair. Hazel stared at him. The cold, elusive Ethan Wild was asking if he could 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
up my life. I can’t explain it,” Ethan stated, his voice cracking with a small smile. Meeting them had, in lots of ways, changed
more? We have a bad history, but I swear I mean no harm. I just want to be someone you
can rely on. Like your friend, or an older brother,” he pleaded. Like your family, that was what he wanted to
no, Hazel cried within herself, no! Getting closer
fisted her palm
help, but this should end now,”
[than asked
to keep your
called, his voice cracking
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