Chapter 104


    Be sat in the car, still reeling from Ethan’s unexpected actions. He had seemingly chosen some


    random strangers over her leaving her humiliated in public.


    She was fast loosing control, Ethan’s feelings were dying out. Frustrated, she dug into her purse, her


    hands vibrating with anger, until she retrieved her second phone and dialed the only number stored


    there.


    “I’ll be needing… that,” she stated decisively, her chest heaving with resentment.


    “Are you sure? You need another package already?” the man on the other end inquired.


    “Just how much are you drugging him?” he pressed.


    “Don’t ask questions, just do what I asked,” she snapped, abruptly ending the call. As she reflected on


    the incident, her gaze shifted to her arm where Ethan’s grip had left a mark.


    Hazel was waiting, she begun anxiously pacing the room, she couldn’t help but feel something had


    happened to her kids


    Soon Nathan made his way into the room with Daisy in his arm and Liam following closely.


    “What took you guys so long? Where did you?…”


    Hazel’s questions trailed off her eyes widening in shock and concern at the sight of Daisy’s bruised


    cheeks and Liam clutching his arm. “Oh my goodness! What happened?!” she eximed, her motherly


    instincts kicking in.


    “Momma,” Daisy sniffed, spreading her arms so her mom could hold her. Hazel grabbed her from


    Nathan’s arm, her searching gaze shifting to Liam’s injured arm.


    “Nathan? What happened?” Hazel demanded, her initial concern morphing swiftly into anger as she


    now held her children in her arms clutching them tightly to her b*dy.


    “Look at Liam’s arm!” She yelled.


    Hazel’s anger intensified, a fierce protectiveness over her children emerging. The thought that


    someone could dare to hurt them in such a way engraged her.


    “What happened?! Exin!” She thundered.


    Nathan sighed and sat down, he exined what had happened although he hadn’t mentioned Ethan.


    Hazel’s fury boiled over. “Be!” The name escaped her l*ps with a mix of disbelief and anger.


    “Take care of them; I’ll be right back.” Blinded by rage, she attempted to walk away. “Calm down,


    Hazel,” Nathan pleaded, grabbing her. He knew she needed topose herself to avoid causing a


    scene.


    “I don’t care, let me go.” She shoved Nathan away from herself, her determination clear. Seeing her


    resolve, Nathan reluctantly let her go. She then instructed a nurse to tend to their wounds before


    storming out, heading for the elevator.


    Before she could step into it, the elevator doors opened, revealing Ethan. “Where is she?” Hazel


    demanded the moment she saw him. “Hazel, calm down,” Ethan pleaded, attempting to hold her arm.


    “Let me go!” She snapped, forcefully hitting his


    arm away.


    “They’re just kids! Why would she hurt them like that?” Hazel’s voice echoed through the corridor,ced


    with anger and despair. The red marks on her children’s b*dy enraged her. In that moment, she wanted


    nothing more than to rip all of


    Be’s hair out of her head.


    “Where is she? Are you hiding her?” Hazel’s voice intensified, the desperation evident in her tone.


    Ethan, recognizing the need for privacy, managed to guide her away from prying eyes to an isted


    corner of the corridor.


    “Calm down, I sent Be home immediately,” he exined, attempting to quell the storm raging within


    Hazel.


    But his words only stoked the mes of betrayal in her eyes. Was he trying to protect Be?


    “Didn’t you see what she did?” She asked in disbelief. Tears were streaming down Hazel’s face freely


    now. Her fists was clenched tightly and begining to ache. She badly wanted to punch and hit someone,


    that someone was Be.


    “I know, I saw,” Ethan responded, a simmering anger mirrored in his eyes.


    “Why did you send her home? I badly want to punch her in the face,” Hazel’s frustration spilled over,


    fueled by a sense of powerlessness. Her kids had suffered so much and the fact that Ethan had


    protected Be only intensified her anguish.


    First Be had stolen her husband, her pack and her position, none of that mattered, but now she had


    hurt her kids! That one shattered her. But what made everything worse was knowing Ethan had sent


    her home and was protecting her. She was so angry she almost passed out.


    “Why always Be,” she sobbed, the pain of the past and present converging. Ethan, holding her arm


    in a calm yet firm grip, felt the tremors coursing through her b*dy.


    I know,” Ethan said, holding her arm in an attempt to provide some grounding. Hazel’s entire b*dy


    vibrated with restrained anger, her frustration reaching a breaking point.


    “I so badly want to hit her! To rip her head out!” Hazel’s words resonated with the suffocating feeling of


    helplessness, unable to unleash the fury building up inside her. The unfairness of it all left her sobbing


    loudly.


    “Hit me,” Ethan spoke abruptly.


    “You’re angry, and you need a punching bag, so hit me,” he urged, offering himself as an outlet for


    Hazel’s pent-up frustration.


    Hazel needed no other persuasion. Without hesitation, she unleashed all her fury on him. The first


    punchnded sharply, a sudden pain coursing through Ethan’s gut. Blow after blow followed, a


    relentless assault as Hazel channeled her anger into


    each strike.


    Finally, she stood, her breath ragged, and Ethan could sense a certain satisfaction in her demeanor.


    She wiped her face, pushing damp strands of hair away from her eyes, her chest heaving from the


    exertion.


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    As the storm within Hazel seemed to calm, she stumbled backward, Ethan reached out steadying her,


    finding support against the wall she slid down gradually. Ethan lowered himself beside her, his arms


    offering a steadying embrace.


    They sat together on the floor, Hazel’s back against the wall, her chest rising and falling with each


    heavy breath.


    Her l*ps trembled parting slowly. The two sat in their own moment staring into each other’s eyes. Teary


    misted eyed Hazel and calm Ethan.


    Ethan’s hand moved instinctively, gently brushing Hazel’s hair away from her face, his touch lingering


    on her skin, stroking it lightly.


    “Hazel,” a voice interrupted, shattering the delicate atmosphere. Ethan shot a re at the intruder, his


    moment with Hazel abruptly ended.


    Nathan stood there, unnoticed until then. Ethan stood immediately offering his hand to help Hazel to


    her feet. The aftermath of Hazel’s venting and physical release had left her physically drained, sitting


    there in a state of numb exhaustion.


    Nathan approached her, his voice soft as he suggested, “Let’s go in,” also extending his arm towards


    her.


    Ethan frowned lightly, who’s arm would she take?


    Hazel, seemingly oblivious to the unspoken tension, slowly raised her arm, reaching for Nathan’s. He


    helped her stand, and together, they walked towards the entrance of the ward.


    “It’s time for the opening; we need to head down right now for your speech,” Axel informed Ethan,


    striding to where he stood. Ethan nodded, a heavy, sigh escaping him as he retrieved his arm from its


    outstretched position.


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    He cast onest lingering gaze at Hazel’s back before turning away, leaving the corridor.


    The weight of the uing event hung in the air as he m entally prepared for the public appearance


    awaiting him.