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.

said after several long moments. “But that’s

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 little bitter about my relationship with Moana; especially if she ever found out

the sound of Moana’s

face grim and cold, “I didn’t know you

coming to say goodnight,” I

my way, avoiding my gaze, and headed toward her room — but I couldn’t contain my frustration any longer, and

behind her as she opened her bedroom door, “I’d like

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. Even though I tried

stepped in. I followed and closed the door behind us. “What is

to push my own angry

seriously wrong ideas about me this morning that I need

your perfume, then? Or am I not allowed to ask or care, even though

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

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

shook my head, then sighed and stared down at the floor. Admittedly, I didn’t want the truth to come out now… But it had

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

them hung at her sides, where she was clenching and unclenching her fists. Whether it was

before, now sounded small and almost childlike. Even in the dim light of her room, I could see that tears were beginning to form in her round, green