His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 63: The Decision

Moana

A few more days passed after I told Edrick about the pregnancy. Not much about our relationship changed, aside from an increase in the amount of side glances he would give me throughout the day.

I kept puzzling over what he had said the night I told him.

He had told me, plain and simply, that he would ensure that the child had a good life here and that I could stay since Ella was already attached to me — but he would never publicly accept the child as his own, and he would certainly never marry me.

I knew from the beginning that these two things would be true, but when he said it out loud, it felt so much worse. All I wanted for this baby was for him or her to experience growing up in a loving home with two parents who also loved each other. Yes, the child would have a wealthy father who would provide everything, but money could never replace this lack of love between Edrick and I. Furthermore, I knew that this child would never truly be accepted by the Morgan family. Ella was one hundred percent werewolf, but even Edrick’s father didn’t treat her the same because she was born before Edrick and Ella’s mother got married. As the days ticked on, all I could think about was how much worse Edrick’s father would treat my child. I was nothing but a human servant in his eyes. For all intents and purposes, there was a good chance that Mina would never emerge and I would always technically be a human.

Finally, after four days of this passed, I knew what I had to do.

I simply couldn’t go through with this pregnancy. If I was ever going to have a child of my own, it would be a product of love — not the product of a one night stand with a cold Alpha billionaire who would never see the mother of his child as a true equal.

on the fourth day, I

do,” I said

face was mostly indifferent, but I could sense a bit of worry behind his gray eyes that it seemed as though

asked, leaning forward on

deep breath, then swallowed the lump in

past few days, she begged inside of me to not go through with the abortion, but

know you still have time to make your decision,” Edrick finally said. “There’s no rush. I’d prefer it if you took your time to really think about making

ears. Was

dreams had been filled with it, and I knew what I needed to do. I had to go with my head, not my heart;

I replied, averting my gaze to the floor to hide the tears that began to well

his face. “Alright,” he said. His voice was low and sounded a little strained, but he agreed

“Thank you.”

should leave or stay, until Edrick finally spoke again. “I’ll take you to the hospital

an indiscriminate blob in front of

“Thank you.”

…

suspicions. I slowly dressed myself, feeling as though I was moving through a thick sludge as I went through the motions. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and pulled my hair back. I could feel the suffocating summer heat

the foyer, Edrick was waiting for me. He avoided my eyes and didn’t speak as we took the elevator downstairs. The driver brought the car around, but Edrick dismissed him and drove me himself so as not to expose my secret. Even throughout the whole car ride to the hospital,

hit me until I saw the hospital come into view. Suddenly, as