His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 54: Gala Day

Moana On the morning of the gala, I woke up early with Ella to get ready for the day. She had an appointment with a stylist and hairdresser before the gala. Selina explained to me, after I questioned the reasoning behind this for such a little girl, that it was commonplace for these sorts of events.

Even though Ella was not publicly known as Edrick’s daughter, everyone in attendance at the gala was aware of it, and it was important for public relations for Edrick’s daughter to look her best — even though she was only eight years old. It felt a little ridiculous to me for such a young girl to be subjected to hours of having her hair done and being fitted for a perfect dress, but I didn’t complain.

Once Ella was bathed, we walked out to the dining room for breakfast. Much to my surprise, Edrick was sitting there with his plate of food, a coffee, and a newspaper.

“Good morning, Daddy,” Ella said, walking up to him and planting a kiss on his cheek.

“Good morning, Princess,” he replied, not so much as looking in my general direction. “Are you excited to get your hair done?”

Ella sighed and sat down at the table. “No,” she grumbled as she began to pick at her eggs and sausage with her fork. “I hate getting my hair done.”

and tucked a napkin into the front of her shirt to keep her from getting scrambled eggs on her clothes. “It’s no different from now you play with your dolls and do their

a doll,” Ella

made her giggle. “Well, you look like a doll!” I exclaimed. The air became filled with the sweet sound

of the eggs and sausage hit me. I felt as though I was about to retch. I couldn’t keep a gag from coming, which Ella unfortunately saw before I covered my

she asked. “Are you gonna

I was still holding my hand over my mouth to steady myself as I breathed deeply through my nose

vomit, suddenly saw what was happening and rushed over. She took my plate away. I heard some banging around in the

“Thank you,” I whispered.

I looked up again to see that Edrick was now staring daggers at me over his newspaper. Surely he noticed that something was awry, but before I could say anything, he finished his meal and quickly stood. I

the side with a concerned expression on her face. She spoke with her mouth full, giving her the appearance of a funny little chipmunk

lips, then pulled her plate closer to her and tapped the edge of it with my finger. “Eat your

over the prospect of our morning walk, wolfed down the rest of her breakfast. I soon felt the positive

get some rest before the gala. Not long

sat up, puzzled as she walked over to me with something in one hand and a glass of water

pills. “They’re vitamins for expecting mothers of werewolves. It should help with the nausea

took the pills, but I trusted Selina, so I popped them in my mouth and swallowed them. “Thank you,” I said. “And thank you for what you did at

over to the door, but just before she left, she