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?”

sighed, glancing over my shoulder toward the door. If Edrick was still expecting me to sleep with him, this could only cause more trouble… But at the same time, I thought that both Edrick and I knew that sleeping together would also only cause

going around to the other side of the bed and

…

had Ella snuggled tightly into my arms. She still seemed dead asleep from her late night, so I let her sleep in and quietly crawled out of bed

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

was waiting for me. He was sitting at the small round table by the big window in the living room with

that he was even awake so early after how drunk he was

coldly stood and gathered up his coffee and his newspaper. “Come to my study,” he

our argument, but I didn’t

He gestured with his coffee cup toward the chair across from his desk. I did as I was told and swallowed the lump in my throat, formulating a potential speech in my head that could save

shut behind me as I sat and Edrick walked across the room. He calmly set his coffee cup down and sat

rapidly that it almost didn’t feel like I was in

as the day I met him, nothing at all like the

…

har lata night, so I lat har

was Sunday, and I knaw that I would likaly ba saaing him that morning. My haart baat haavily in my chast as I got raady for tha

araa, it was almost as if Edrick was waiting for ma. Ha was sitting at tha small round tabla by

avan awaka so aarly aftar how drunk ha was tha night bafora. Did ha

his coffaa and his nawspapar. “Coma to my study,” ha said bafora brusqualy

our argumant, but I didn’t raally maan it; I had baan drinking a bit, too, and said soma things during tha haat

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 if ha truly was going to

as I sat and Edrick walkad across tha room. Ha calmly sat his coffaa

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

tha day I mat him, nothing at

heart leaped up into my throat. “Are you

into my throet.

his desk end begen to rifle through it. “Not firing

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