His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 60: The Billionaire’s Baby

Moana

I had just begun to drift off to sleep. Somehow, I had made it through the gala, and Edrick hadn’t pried about the pregnancy. Maybe he didn’t actually realize it after all; maybe it was just my nerves getting to me, and the Edrick I saw that night was only him being his usual abrasive and cold self.

As I began to fade off into sleep, the tears on my cheek drying, I felt much more at peace. I would still have to make a decision soon, but at least I could do it in my own time.

Oh, how wrong I was!

I must not have been asleep for more than ten minutes at the most when I was suddenly startled awake by the sound of my door flinging open. I gasped and sat up in bed, my eyes wide and still full of tears from before and my heart racing as my fight or flight response kicked in, to see Edrick standing in my doorway.

“Edrick…?” I said, clutching my chest with my hand as my heart pounded. “What are you doing in my room like this?”

in after him, but it was too

something to tell me, now

large, and I felt cornered and helpless. When I looked up at Edrick, his eyes were glowing slightly. He was breathing heavily through his nose while his free hand was placed firmly on his hip. The hand that was holding the bottle of pills was trembling slightly, creating a soft rattling sound

“I– I don’t–”

Now, more than ever, I just wanted to abort the pregnancy and be done with it — how could I bring a child into

smelled like whiskey,

asked,

“Just tell me what it is you’ve been hiding. I think I have the right to know as your employer, especially when it affects your ability to do your

to take the bottle

it made my heart race faster than I ever thought it could. I felt like a frightened rabbit in front of

I still couldn’t answer.

to become too impatient to wait for my response, because he threw the bottle of pills down on

balls. “If you don’t want to tell me the truth, and you want to sit here and lie to me after I’ve given you a

me want to vomit. I was pregnant with his baby, and yet here he was, accosting me in the middle of the night and telling me to get out. He was sending me back to the streets, where I would certainly become homeless, and would potentially even lose

down to sit on the edge of the bed, and when my eyes refocused,

sneered. “I know you’ve been hiding a pregnancy,” he said. “A little werewolf, hm? Tell me, was this your scheme all along? A way to get money or climb the social ranks?

shown signs of my own wolf emerging, but I didn’t. I couldn’t. Before I could say anything, he