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 exining, 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 usingly. 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, ncing 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.


    The two were looking at her with hopeful expressions. “Can you give us a minute?” Hazel finally spoke,


    turning to her son. “Mummy, but…” Liam tried to persuade her, still holding Ethan’s palm.


    “But nothing, Liam!” she ordered. “Go back inside, Liam! Now!” she yelled. Liam’s eyes widened. His


    mom had never yelled at him before. Liam turned to Ethan with a helpless look.


    Ethan felt a pain in his 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 finally, and slowly trudged back inside. The


    door closed, leaving Hazel and Ethan standing in the corridor in an awkward silence.


    Hazel took a deep breath, trying to collect herself. “Why are you here, Ethan?” she asked, her voice a


    mix of pain and confusion.


    “Hazel, I don’t think…” Ethan was saying.


    “You don’t think what?!” Hazel interrupted, exasperation evident in her voice. She was almost yelling


    now. “Liam’s my


    son!” she dered. “I get to scold him when necessary as his mom. You don’t get to tell me how to


    bring up my kids,” she stated, defensive and assertive, trying to put Ethan in his ce.


    Ethan sighed, realizing he had stepped into a delicate territory. “Hazel, I just wanted to spend more


    time with them. I missed them, and I thought they missed me too,” he admitted attempting to ease the


    tension.


    She was upset, Liam was ready to unt 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, trying to keep


    herposule. She took a deep breath, attempting to calm herself down.


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    “You shouldn’t be here,” she stated, the unsaid words 1 don’t want you here‘ echoing in her mind.


    “I know,” Ethan 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 she was


    determined to keep her guard up.


    “Hazel,” he stepped closer. “I know we’ve got history. But I really do love your kids.” Hazel looked up


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    immediately, meeting Ethan’s eyes. She noticed his eyes were brimming with sincerity.


    “Would you let me be friends?” Ethan asked, running 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 m?n she once knew appeared very anxious, like he was about to be


    sentenced to death, as if a word from her l*ps could be his undoing.


    “Those kids really light up my life. I can’t exin it,” Ethan stated, his voice cracking with a small smile.


    Meeting them had, in lots of ways, changed him.


    “Let me visit more? We have a bad history, but I swear I mean no harm. I just want to be someone you


    and your


    kids can rely on. Like your friend, or an older brother,” he pleaded. Like your family, that was what he


    wanted to say.


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


    She fisted her palm in determination.


    “I’m grateful for all your help, but this should end now,” she stated,


    “What?” [than asked in rm.


    “I would like you to keep your distance,” she added.


    “Hazel,” Ethan called, his voice cracking softly


    “Til repay you for everything, the ward, and even Dr. Gomez,” she added.


    “Hazel, what nonsense are you spewing?!” Ethan asked, surprised at the sudden turn Hazel had taken.


    “Goodnight, Ethan,” she said instead, turning to leave.


    “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pressed on, he said, grabbing her arm.


    “I didn’t do all of that for reasons like this, Hazel. I’m not imposing or demanding you let me into your


    life, but rather, I’m pleading, Hazel,” he begged.


    “I didn’t do any of that for selfish reasons Hazel.”


    “You have no idea how much I’ve changed since I met those kids. They’re the most wonderful things


    I’ve ever encountered; don’t push me away,” he begged.


    Hazel bit her l*ps, willing herself not to cry. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes.


    “Goodnight,” she repeated, entering the ward and leaving Ethan there closing the door behind her,


    As she stepped inside, the weight of her decisions pressed upon her. She leaned on the door. She


    could feel Ethan’s desperation, his sincerity. Feeling weak she stumbled inside and slid into a chair


    heart beating rapidly against her chest.


    Meanwhile, Ethan stood outside, the cool night breeze doing little to calm the storm within him. The


    connection he felt with Hazel’s kids had brought unexpected changes into his life and he wasn’t ready


    to let


    1. go.


    Lost in his thoughts, he slowly walked away from the ward, his back slouched in defeat. Hazel didn’t


    want him anywhere her kids. Slowly he made his way down stairs to the car.


    Thinking back to the way he had treated her, he had not right. Would things have been different? he


    wondered. If he hasn’t met, Be that night, would he and Hazel still be together? Would her kids be


    his now? The thoughts brought about swirling emotions that left a lump in his chest making it hard to


    breathe.