Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419: Noah isn’t a Sinclair

"By the way, let’s rest for a while in the gazebo. We’ve walked enough," Gabriel suggested, his fingers intertwining with Amelie’s once more.

They strolled to the white gazebo overlooking the pond and took a seat on the wooden bench. The gentle rustle of leaves mixed with Noah’s soft coos as he blinked curiously at the light filtering through the trellis.

"Look at his eyes," Gabriel murmured, brushing his thumb along Noah’s cheek. "They’re like the vast universe which is endless and beautiful."

Amelie smiled faintly, but her expression shifted. "They’re... Not like Alex’s," she said.

Gabriel turned to her, brows furrowing. "Why bring him up now?"

"Because..." she hesitated, glancing down at Noah. "I overheard people talking. They were gossiping about Noah’s eyes."

Gabriel’s jaw tightened. "What? Where? Who dared to associate that name with our son?" His voice dropped, restraining the anger.

"I saw it while scrolling through social media," Amelie said softly. "There were already posts about our son’s birth."

Gabriel’s brows drew together, the warmth in his eyes fading into concern.

"I knew my past couldn’t stay hidden forever," she continued, her gaze fixed on Noah’s tiny fingers curling around hers. "But I don’t care what they say. When he grows up, when he’s old enough to understand, I’ll tell Noah the truth. I’ll tell him who I had him with."

Gabriel’s jaw tightened as his hand instinctively went to Noah’s back whom he always wanted to shield. The thought of their son ever being hurt by rumors, or by Amelie’s past, stirred something protective and fierce inside him.

"What are you thinking?" Amelie asked softly.

"That I won’t be able to shield Noah from the truth forever," Gabriel admitted.

Amelie smiled gently, her fingers brushing over Noah’s tiny hand. "It’s fine. I’m sure Noah will understand me one day. And the most important thing is that you’re his father."

Gabriel’s gaze softened as he looked at her. "I don’t want people to hurt him. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I do," Amelie replied gently. "I don’t regret bringing Noah into this world. Alex never even acknowledged him. From the moment he found out, all he wanted was to harm my baby. But you... you became his savior. You’ve been a father to him, even though he doesn’t carry your blood. Noah loves you already and I can totally feel it."

Gabriel smiled softly and nodded in agreement. "Of course, Noah loves me." He lowered his gaze to meet his son’s. "Say, Mommy... Daddy!" he encouraged gently, as if teaching him something precious.

Amelie joined in with a smile. "Say, Daddy!"

Noah simply returned a bright, innocent smile, his eyes sparkling with joy.

Gabriel chuckled softly, his heart fluttering.

"Say Mommy... say Daddy," Gabriel urged again, his voice gentle.

"It may take some time for him," Amelie replied softly. "I think we should go in. It’s time for Noah’s milk," she added, glancing toward the nursery.

"Oh, yes," Gabriel said with a nod.

"Let me carry him. It’s no trouble," Amelie offered, gently lifting Noah into her arms.

"Ma!"

Noah’s voice rang out unexpectedly.

Amelie froze, her eyes widening in surprise. "Did you just call me ’Ma’?"

"Yes, he did!" Gabriel’s face lit up with excitement. "Noah, say it again. Say Daddy too! Say it!"

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