Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 118

Chapter 118
Liam was perched, displaying a seriousness that mirrored a little man hard at work on his artistic endeavor.
“What’s that you’re drawing?” Hazel inquired, walking up to her son and gently rubbing his hair. Liam grunted in disapproval, adjusting his hair back. “I’m sorry,” she apologized, recognizing his aversion to head rubs the gesture was reserved only for Ethan.
“You’re just so adorable,” she remarked, squishing his cheeks, eliciting giggles from the young artist. “That’s a pretty picture,” Hazel complimented, peeping over to catch a glimpse.
“I’ll let you see it when I’m done,” he declared suddenly. Hazel was pleasantly surprised. “You will?” she asked.
“Yes,” he assured her.
“I would love that very much, thank you,” she replied with a smile, observing her son. Liam’s willingness to share his paintings was a rare occurrence.
Curiosity sparked, Hazel couldn’t resist asking, “How come you want to show Mommy today?”
Liam, still engrossed in his paintings, answered confidently, “Because they’re really good. I’m so talented.” He spoke confidently with a toothy grin.
“Yes, you are!” Hazel exclaimed joyfully. Liam had grown more confident about his drawings, he used to be really conscious and avoided people looking at his drawings but today he was willing to share.
“I’ve always told you that you were. Took you this long to realize it, huh?” she teased, cherishing this precious moment of her son’s budding artistic confidence.
“Mr. Princess said I’ve got so much talent. That my paintings are wonderful gifts, wonderful artworks like there’s should be shared, as a gift to the world,” he proudly recited, recalling Ethan’s encouraging words. Hazel blinked, her smile faltering. Was this all because of Ethan? It felt so unfair. She had spent years trying to instill confidence in Liam, and Ethan had seemingly achieved it overnight.
“He said that?” she asked slowly. Liam nodded. His newfound confidence was a result of Ethan’s pep talks, not hers. She sighed, a mixture of pride and frustration.
“He even showed me how to draw a nice eye,” he stated happily.
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“You really like him, don’t you?” Hazel muttered.
“Yes,” he nodded firmly. “I just wish you wouldn’t fight with him anymore,” Liam added, his innocent plea tugging at Hazel’s heart.
This was going to be really hard.

She was about to probe more when he interrupted. “It’s ready!” he exclaimed, turning the painting to show his mom. Her breath hitched.
“This is so good, baby!” she exclaimed. “Can I take a picture?” she asked, seeking permission. He nodded, then got busy with more paintings.
“Baby” Hazel cooed gently after a moment of silence, breaking the concentration in the room filled with the soft strokes of Liam’s paintings.
“What do you think about Nathan?” she asked him, curious to know his perspective. Liam paused for a moment, his young eyes staring contemplatively downwards.
“Do you wanna marry him, mummy?” Liam asked after a few thoughtful minutes. Hazel couldn’t help but smile; Liam’s perceptiveness had always been impressive.
“I don’t know, Liam,” she replied honestly, releasing a sigh. Liam, seemingly unfazed, shrugged.
“If he makes you happy,” he declared matter-of-factly before standing up to retrieve more colors for his paintings. Hazel pondered his words, contemplating her own feelings.
“Does it make me happy?” she mused quietly to herself.
She was conflicted.
The world was so big, that had to be why she never got to find her mate, still was Nathan the right choice? She sighed wearily.
As she continued to grapple with her emotions, Hazel decided to delve into a topic that had remained untouched for a while.
“How come you’ve never asked about your dad, Liam?” she gently inquired as she stroked his cheek when he returned with fresh colors. Liam paused his painting, his head falling slightly, his long hair dancing around his face.
“Why not?” she continued.
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“Because I don’t have one?” Liam responded, his tone more like a question. After a moment, he sighed and turned to face his mom.
“Look, mama, I know you’re not Mother Mary, and I know how babies work,” he began, surprising Hazel with his mature understanding.
“Okay,” she nodded slowly, intrigued by his insights.
“But, you never mentioned him. I and Daisy don’t want you to be sad, so we never asked,” Liam explained with a nonchalant shrug.
“It means he doesn’t want us, right?” he inquired, looking at her with innocence. Hazel felt a pang in her chest. Ethan wanted them, but her own fears and selfishness were keeping them apart.
A sigh escaped Hazel’s l*ps.
Daisy scooted over going to sit on her mom’s laps.
“I hope you and Mr. Princess make up soon, Mama,” Daisy chimed in, touching Hazel’s hair lightly.
“Yeah,” Liam agreed immediately
“I don’t like it when you guys fight.”
“Why do you and Ethan always fight?” Liam asked turning to face his mom.
Hazel sighed deeply.
Because mom’s a liar.
“I don’t know baby.” She said quietly.
Liam sat deep in thoughts and in a world of his own, Ethan hadn’t come visiting them for several days now, ever since that day they walked in on his mom and him having a fight. Thr little boy was missing him badly. When Hazel wasn’t looking, he quietly sl*pped away to the reception.
“Hello, miss, can I please use your phone?” he pleaded with the woman at the reception desk. She chuckled, looking down at the adorable round-faced little boy. “Why do you need my phone?” she asked.
“I want to call my friend,” Liam asserted. “May I use your phone?” he requested
once more.
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