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.

moments. “But that’s okay.

what happened that morning, but she didn’t tarnish my daughter’s perception of me. Honestly, did I even deserve that? Sometimes

response, and as I stood there, I saw the light flick off in the room followed by the sound of

face grim and cold, “I didn’t know

just coming to say goodnight,” I

she’s still awake, so now’s your chance.” She then stepped out of my way, avoiding my gaze, and headed toward

I said, standing behind her as she opened

seemed to be unsure as to whether she wanted to speak to me or not, and I understood that, but at the same time I felt as though I had a right to explain myself. She got some

she finally said, her voice low. She opened her door and stepped in. I followed and closed the door behind us. “What is it?”

I decided to push my own angry thoughts down to at

seriously wrong ideas about me this morning

not allowed to ask or care, even though I’m carrying

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 drink at the bar, and then I finished off that whiskey bottle when I got home, but I was only exhausted… Not

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 confidence she was trying to put across. She almost seemed to be unintentionally making herself smaller with her stance and her posture, as though

down at the floor. Admittedly, I didn’t want

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

up, Moana’s eyes were wide. She no longer had her arms folded across her chest and now had them hung at her sides, where she was clenching and unclenching her fists.

been solid and even-toned before, now sounded small and almost childlike. Even in the dim light of her room, I could see that tears were beginning