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.

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

Moana handled the situation. 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

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 before she opened the door and

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

just coming to say

my gaze, and headed

she opened her bedroom door, “I’d

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 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

in. I followed and closed the door behind us. “What is it?” she

to push my own angry thoughts down to

this morning that I

raising an eyebrow. “Was that your perfume, then? Or am I not allowed to ask or care, even though

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 drink at the bar, and then I finished

you reek of women’s perfume, then?” she interrupted, her 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

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

sleep with someone,” I admitted. “At the bar. I came close, but… I

her chest and now had them hung at her sides, where she was clenching

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 to form in