His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 93: Regrets

Edrick

I was passing by Ella’s room when I overheard Moana and Ella talking, and my heart sank a little when I heard Ella’s question.

“Um… Do you think that you and my daddy really will get married one day?” she asked, no doubt because of the children at the orphanage thinking that Moana and I were engaged.

There was a long pause; I almost considered going in there and talking to Ella myself as I wasn’t quite sure how well Moana would handle it, especially after how upset she’d been that morning, but it turned out that I didn’t need to.

“Sometimes things just don’t work out that way,” Moana finally replied. Her voice was soft and gentle.

“Well… Why not?” Ella asked. “In all of my fairytales and princess movies, the boy and the girl always fall in love and get married and live happily ever after.”

Another pause.

movies,” Moana said after several long moments. “But that’s okay. I promise that

It warmed my heart, honestly, to hear how sweetly she spoke to Ella. She could have easily said something sarcastic or backhanded because of how angry she was with me for what happened that morning, but she didn’t tarnish my daughter’s perception of me. Honestly, did I even deserve that? Sometimes I wondered if Ella should know that her father was… Not the man she thought I was. I couldn’t help but wonder, either, if Ella would always feel a

there, I saw the light flick off in the room followed by the sound of Moana’s footsteps approaching. I didn’t have time to move out of the way

said, her face grim and cold, “I

just coming to say goodnight,” I

then stepped out of my way, avoiding my gaze, and headed toward her room — but I

as she opened her bedroom door,

I had a right to explain myself. She got some seriously wrong ideas about me that morning that I needed to set straight, and she hadn’t given me a chance all day to explain anything.

opened her door and stepped in. I followed and closed the door

still by her harsh attitude, but I decided to push my own angry thoughts

this morning that I

eyebrow. “Was that your perfume, then? Or am I not allowed to

few choice words that I wanted to say in response to that, but I chose to take the high road instead and took a deep breath before responding. “First of all, I’m sorry that I fell asleep like that on the couch,” I said. “I had a

frown deepening. I watched her for a moment as she glared up at me. As I stood in front of her, even from a bit of a distance, I realized how small she was despite the air of indignant

then sighed and stared down at the floor. Admittedly, I didn’t want the truth to come

I admitted. “At the bar. I came close, but… I couldn’t do it. I

arms folded across her chest and now had them hung at her sides, where she was clenching and unclenching her fists. Whether it was out of anger, frustration, hurt, or all three, I couldn’t quite

before, now sounded small and almost childlike. Even in the dim light of