Chapter 57
As Hazel stepped into the room, the sight she was greeted with was completely. unexpected. The space, once defined by the practicality of a sofa and television, had been transformed into a makeshift tent. A bedspread, artfully erected, stood. as the centerpiece, adorned with scattered toys that hinted at an impromptu camping adventure or some imaginative game that had unfolded in her absence. Despite the vibrant chaos of scattered toys, an unexpected tranquility enveloped the room. The trio; Ethan, Daisy, and Liam, lay sound asleep, blissfully unaware of the world around them. Ethan, sprawled on the sofa, served as an inadvertent camp counselor and bed, with Daisy sprawled across his chest and Liam, the little adventurer, curled up on his legs, Liam was hugging Ethan’s legs in his sleep, for little boy just loved the man’s legs.
The scene was undeniably adorable, a revelation that caught Hazel off guard and prompted a genuine burst of laughter. It was a side of Ethan Wild she hadn’t anticipated the man who could turn a room into a playground and, more significantly, share moments of joy with children. These aren’t just any children Hazel, they were his children, a part of her mind told her.
As she carefully stepped through the delightful chaos of toys, minding her footing. not to step on any toys. Daisy stirred in her sleep, a slight twitch that would have displaced her. However, even in his slumber, Ethan’s instincts kicked in. With an almost instinctive movement, he grabbed unto and secured Daisy, to himself preventing her from tumbling to the floor. The silent tableau spoke volumes. about the unexpected tenderness within Ethan, a scene that left Hazel both amused and contemplative.
“Ethan,” Hazel called out softly, and his eyes snapped open almost immediately.
“Oh,” he muttered, blinking in the soft light filtering through the room.
“Pretty wild party you guys had,” Hazel remarked, a light tease in her tone. Ethan chuckled, glancing at the still–sleeping kids.
“Come on, papa bear,” Hazel called lightly, attempting to pry Liam off Ethan’s legs. Liam grumbled and clung tighter.
“Liam, wake up,” she coaxed gently.
“Mama,” Liam mumbled, still deeply immersed in his dreams.
“Yes, baby. Come to bed now,” she whispered, managing to lift him gently and carry him to his bed. Ethan stood carefully with a still–sleeping Daisy, cradling her in his arms with evident affection. The tugged at Hazel’s emotions–a sleepy
Ethan with ruffled hair, holding a peacefully slumbering child.
He moved Daisy to the bed slowly, tucking her in with a tenderness that echoed through the room. /
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“That’s the last of them,” Ethan said lightly, his gaze soft on the sleeping child.
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Hazel burst into laughter, quickly muffling the sound.
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“What? Is there still something on my face?” Ethan asked in confusion. He sighed, running a hand across his face.
“I thought i got it all out.”
“What is that?” Hazel asked, still laughing.
“Daisy got creative. She said I’d look good with a mustache, so she borrowed. Liam’s paint and drew one for me. See?” Ethan showcased his makeshift
mustache, flexing it with pride. Hazel continued to laugh.
“I thought it would have cleaned off by now. I guess Jack’s painting kit is a little bit. more reliable than I thought,” he said lightly.
“Here, let me help you,” Hazel said, grabbing some wipes. Walking over to Ethan, she began to wipe off the artistic addition.
Ethan, up close, couldn’t help but focus on Hazel’s features. His senses were attuned to her her flawless skin, her lips. Hazel concentrated on the task at hand.
“There, all done,” Hazel said with a smile.
“Thank you,” Ethan replied.
“It was nothing,” she said lightly.
“No, Hazel. Thank you,” he expressed, his gratitude sincere. “You know normally I would spend the weekends at work. At the office or other things, but for the first time in a really long time, I spent the weekend in a different way. For letting me visit and spend time with your kids, bringing a change to my horrid routine, thank you.” Ethan said.
Hazel felt her throat tighten, nodding in acknowledgment. She managed a small smile.
“I realized I don’t have your contact. Getting the kids‘ snacks, I wanted to ask if they’re allergic to anything, but I couldn’t reach you,” Ethan explained, pulling out his phone. Hazel entered her phone number, and he dialed it immediately, her phone vibrating on the table.
Ethan’s eyes fell on Daisy’s sleeping form. “She’ll be stuck here a couple of months,” he stated.
Hazel sighed, taking a seat on Daisy’s bed.
“She really loves school, doesn’t she?” Ethan chuckled lightly as Daisy tossed, clutching her stuffed tortoise tightly. Hazel gave a small smile, a silent acknowledgment of the truth in his observation.
“Well, so goodnight then, Ethan said.
“Yes, good night, Ethan. And thank you again for everything,” Hazel expressed her gratitude.
Ethan nodded firmly. “You don’t have to see me off,” Hazel nodded in
acknowledgment.
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“Mr. Princess,” Daisy called from her sleep.
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“He’s gone, baby,” Hazel replied gently, stroking her daughter’s hair. Daisy settled. back, sleeping peacefully. The room was quiet, and the world seemed to have gone to sleep. Hazel sat there alone with her thoughts.
Ethan stopped at the first floor of the hospital. There were things he needed to check. Unsatisfied with his discovery on the first floor, he headed back to the elevator and went to the second. Finally, he found it–a large, spacious area. He looked around, already making plans for what and how it would look. Satisfied, he turned to leave, and as he stepped outside, rain greeted him. He ran to his car, settling in, intending to call the hospital director when something caught his
attention.
It was a picture. Ethan smiled at the sight–Liam had taken a selfie with his phone. Ethan slid to the next one; there were more! He laughed at the silly poses and styles the boy had taken. Settling on the last one, Ethan stroked the picture slowly. There were a total of four pictures. They had really made his day.
“You’re lucky, Hazel. Very lucky.”
Starting the engine of his car, he drove off.
Ethan found himself smiling on his drive back home, recalling how the kids were the first time he met them–they hadn’t liked him, but it was different now. Maybe it was because he had changed. Meeting them had changed him; they liked him now, the same way he liked them.
Making the decision to put his plan in motion, he dialed Axel’s number. Axel answered on the third ring.
“Mr. Wild,” Axel acknowledged through the phone, but at that very moment, chaos erupted in the background, drowning out their conversation.
“Axel!” Ethan urgently called out, but all he could hear was a cacophony of noise, accompanied by Axel’s
“Axel!” Ethan urgentlyroaning in the mix. Then, abruptly, static buzzed,
and the line went dead, leaving Ethan in suspense and concern about what might be happening on the other end of the call.
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