Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 11

The next morning, Hazel and her son sat down for breakfast before they prepared for their respective duties, Hazel for work and Liam son for school. After safely seeing her son off on the school bus, she made her way to bus park. Her grace and elegance were undeniable as she strolled confidently in stilettos, clutching her handbag with poise. Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail, a hairstyle that accentuated her striking facial features.

“Taxi,” she called, summoning a taxi with grace. Once inside, she calmly instructed the driver, “Starlight,” the vehicle smoothly navigated through the city streets, stopping at a high–rise building at the heart of the city where she gracefully alighted.

At the office, Hazel was greeted with warm pleasantries from her coworkers as she walked in. “Good morning Miss Rashford,” they chimed in unison, to which she replied with a warm smile, “Good morning.”

Hazel was in high spirits that morning, fueled by her love for her children, her passion for her job, and the imminent surgery that would help her daughter, Daisy. She admired the company’s tasteful and bright design, feeling a deep sense of fulfillment in this place she worked.

She waited for the elevator and joined her coworkers on the journey to her work floor, quietly humming a song. Polite exchanges of greetings filled the elevator as they rode up, and when the Director joined them, Hazel’s positive energy was infectious. “Good morning boss,” her colleagues greeted him, to which he replied, “I’ll join you guys in this. The executive elevator broke down.”

Hazel continued to hum while tapping her feet lightly.

The Director couldn’t help but comment, “The things kids would do to you.” Confused, Hazel asked, “Hmm. What?”

The Director chuckled, “You didn’t even realize it, but you were humming the PJ Masks theme song.”

realization, admitting, “Ohhh my goodness.” She often found herself inadvertently singing her kids‘

is because you’re guilty as well,” Hazel teased. The Director playfully surrendered, “Hey, I’ve got five

little princess doing?” one colleague asked,

she’ll be able to get her surgery soon!” Hazel shared excitedly, prompting

space for children, and Hazel often brought her twins to work,

out, bidding her coworkers, “Well, have a nice day,” before heading

with enthusiasm, exclaiming. Good morning boss!” and couldn’t contain her excitement. “We got it!” she squealed, dancing around. Hazel eagerly inquired, “The contract for cooperating with J.T.?”

rapidly expanding, and Chloe, one of the

growth. While Hazel had initially worked at her family’s cafe, observed Chloe’s passion for design and creativity. A year after giving birth, Hazel joined Starlight, a fast–growing design company. “Believe it, hun,

reached its peak,

initially painted a bright picture in her mind. However, as she contemplated her daughter Daisy’s fragile health, her thoughts began to drift into a realm of uncertainty and parental concern. It was a mix of emotions that weighed heavily on her

dedication and creative prowess had been integral in clinching the deal. She had poured her heart and soul into the project, but now, with the

or resign if it wasn’t granted. Even though

this means, right? The project is significant and hectic. We’ll likely

you. You stay here. I’ll come up with an excuse for the higher–ups,” she assured Hazel. “You

we’ll have to relocate to the Los Angeles branch and collaborate directly with