His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Official Termination of the Supplemental
Agreement

Moana

Edrick and I quickly pulled away from each other, rushing to fix ourselves. I pulled my nightgown back down around my legs and tied my robe around myself, fixing my hair while Edrick quickly buckled his belt once more.

“Hello?” Ella called again. “It’s okay, Princess,” Edrick called, steadying his heavy breathing. “You can come in.”

Ella cracked the door open and poked her head in. Her hair was a mess and her eyelids drooped sleepily as she rubbed them and yawned, but there was also a hint of fear and sadness on her teary-eyed face. She looked as though she had been crying — I couldn’t quite tell if it was from the sound of Edrick and I fighting or from a bad dream. Maybe both. “I had a bad dream, Moana,” she said quietly and tearfully. “I came to look for you, but it sounds like you’re fighting…” Her tiny voice was quivering so much that it made my heart ache.

“What? No,” I said, rushing over to her and crouching to her level. “Your daddy and I were just talking.”

“Oh. I thought I heard yelling.”

“We just got excited, that’s all,” I said softly, standing and guiding the tired little girl out of the room. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed.”

I led Ella back to her room by her hand and laid her down in bed. “Why was my daddy in your room?” she asked as I tucked her in.

Shaking my head, I reached out and brushed a bit of hair out of her face. “He just needed to talk to me. You don’t have to worry about a thing, understand?”

Ella nodded her head. I kissed her forehead and tucked her in a bit tighter before turning to go back to my room, but before I could, a tiny hand shot out and grabbed my nightgown. As I turned back to face her, I saw that there were still tears in my eyes.

“Will you stay with me?”

the same time, I thought that both Edrick and I knew that sleeping together would also

side of the bed and climbing under the covers.

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snuggled tightly into my arms. She still seemed dead asleep from her late night, so I let her sleep in and

find Edrick passed out on my bed after how drunk he had been the night before, but he wasn’t. Nevertheless, it was Sunday, and I knew that I would likely be seeing him that morning. My heart beat heavily in my chest as I got ready for the day and steeled myself for our likely uncomfortable

was almost as if Edrick was waiting for me. He was sitting at the small round table by the big window in the living room with a cup of coffee and a newspaper

he was even awake so early after how drunk he was the night before. Did he even sleep at

his coffee and his newspaper. “Come to

argument, but I didn’t really mean it; I had been drinking a bit, too, and said some things during the heat of the argument

desk. I did as I was told and swallowed the lump in my throat, formulating a potential speech in my head that could

door clicked shut behind me as I sat and Edrick walked across the

words floated out of my mouth so rapidly that it almost didn’t feel like I was in control. “We were both drunk,

His voice was just as cold and ruthless as the day I met him, nothing at all like the

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had Ella snugglad tightly into my arms. Sha still saamad daad aslaap from har lata night, so I lat har

but ha wasn’t. Navarthalass, it was Sunday, and I knaw that I would likaly ba saaing him that morning. My haart baat haavily in

at tha small round tabla by tha big window in tha living room with a cup of coffaa and a

how drunk ha was tha night bafora. Did ha avan slaap at

a word, Edrick coldly stood and gatharad up his coffaa and his nawspapar. “Coma to my study,” ha

ha going to fira ma? I had mantionad quitting tha night bafora during our argumant, but I didn’t raally maan it; I had baan drinking a bit, too,

coffaa cup toward tha chair across from his dask. I did as I was told and swallowad tha lump in my throat, formulating a potantial spaach in my haad that could sava my job

across tha room. Ha calmly sat his coffaa cup down

last night,” I blurtad out. Tha words floatad out of my mouth so rapidly that it almost didn’t faal lika I was in control. “Wa wara both drunk, and I know I

was just as cold and ruthlass as tha day I mat him, nothing at all lika tha man I had saan in tha orphanaga as wa bakad cookias togathar. “I don’t think I naad your sarvicas

up into my throat. “Are you

into my throet. “Are you

shook his heed, then pulled open e drewer in his desk end begen to rifle through it. “Not firing

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