His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 215: Home Sweet Home

Moana

Just as the doctor promised, I was prescribed some medicine for the baby and for sleep and then I was sent home later that day once my bloodwork and vitals all came back within a normal range. The entire way home, Edrick didn’t let go of my hand. Every time I glanced over at him, it seemed as though he was looking at me, and that was comforting to me. The memory of our time spent together in my bed before I was taken to the police station stayed in my mind, which was a welcome distraction from everything else. It felt as though there was no longer a wall between us, and I hoped that everything would smooth itself out from there.

When we arrived back at the penthouse, Ella came running as soon as the elevator doors opened and practically flew into my arms.

“Moana!” she cried, sobbing into my chest. “I thought you were never gonna come home!”

Edrick planned to find me a therapist, I just hoped more than anything that Ella could get some counseling, too. Hopefully, at the very least, I thought that this ordeal was the last bit of stress we would need to deal with as a little family. Although with my dream about Michael still lingering at the back of my mind, I wasn’t

looked up to see Selina standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes. Her face looked puffy, like she had been crying nonstop for days. Even just seeing her like that made me want

tight hug. The feeling of the old housekeeper’s arms around me was a much needed comfort, like an embrace

me to my room before I could protest. I glanced over my shoulder at Edrick one last time, who just watched me with a worried expression on his face before he was out of sight. Selina led me

she said, patting my hand gently with a

good care of me made me smile. I was just glad to be home, in a safe environment. Maybe now I

he had apparently spent all of his time at the hospital. I thought that he should stay home and rest along with me, but he insisted on leaving; and part of me felt as though he secretly felt like he needed to work in order to regain a sense of normalcy. I just hoped that his exhaustion wouldn’t hit him too hard, and I gave the Alpha billionaire stern orders to have the driver take him to and from work,

floated in and out of my room for a while to check on me or keep me company, but for the most part I was left alone so that I could rest. I wasn’t tired, though, so I spent my afternoon drawing in my sketchbook and reading while wistfully glancing out the window and wishing that I could be in my classroom instead. At the very least, I did have my wolf to keep me company, although she was exhausted from protecting

sketchbook. I was working on a nature sketch and listening to classical music, and everything felt

of tea and a sandwich for lunch on its way from Selina. My window was wide open, allowing the cool autumn breeze and the

any time passed at all; it was as though I was just sitting there, then