His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 182: Mood Swings

Edrick

When Moana told me that she was going out to have coffee with a friend, I was happy for her. In fact, so long as she stayed safe, I encouraged it. I knew how much stress she had been under over the past few months, so it would have been good for her to see a friend for a couple of hours.

However, when my driver called me and asked what was taking Moana so long to come down, I started to feel confused.

“What do you mean?” I asked. “She left half an hour ago.”

“I haven’t seen her,” the driver replied. “I’ve been sitting right out front the whole time.”

both bedrooms to see if she wasn’t feeling well and decided not to leave, and maybe I just didn’t notice her coming back in. However,

I was pretty certain that I knew what she had done.

under my breath, I grabbed my keys and ran downstairs. Since the driver hadn’t seen her at all due to her hiding herself for some reason, I had no way of knowing which direction she even went in. But if she had left on foot, then I was certain

in any of them. By now, I was starting to feel panicked. This was too soon after what Kelly had done to her by having her get kidnapped by Rogues, and I became worried that something else had happened to her. As I drove, I eventually pulled out my phone and debated calling the police to look for her. But thankfully, I spotted a head of red hair walking

especially on foot. Why couldn’t she understand that it wasn’t safe for her to be walking around by herself when she had only just gotten over the incident with Kelly, and the paparazzi were still on the lookout for her? Part of me almost wanted to tell her that she was the Golden Wolf, and that she needed to be kept safe or else there was a chance that she could be kidnapped or

watched Moana disappear into the building before I parked the car and headed inside. She didn’t wait for me, not that I expected her to, and by the time I made my way back up to the penthouse

who was baking a pie while

out as

chimed in before I could respond. “She slammed her bedroom door.

Selina hissed. “It’s none of

one of the stools at the counter island and sat down. “It’s alright,” I said, passing my hand over my face. “I think she’s just dealing with

since Moana moved in, I had found myself talking with them more often. It was a stark enough difference that even I noticed, and sometimes surprised myself with my candidness. Even just thinking about it