His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 217

Chapter 217: The Dark Images

Edrick

I hated to leave Moana behind, but I missed too much at work while she was in the hospital. Now that she was safely at home, I only needed to go to the office for a couple of hours to deal with some meetings.

Unfortunately, those couple of hours quickly turned into a full day of work. By the time I headed home, it was already starting to get dark out. All I could think about was getting home to Moana and my daughter and spending the rest of the evening with them.

However, when I got home things seemed incredibly… off.

The penthouse was dark and quiet when I arrived. It wasn’t that late, which was a bit confusing. But as I started to make my way through the penthouse and found Selina sitting in the kitchen by herself with only a lamp illuminating the room, I quickly realized why everything felt so strange.

but I could tell instantly from the way that her shoulders were shaking that she was crying silently. She stopped

getting up and wiping her hands on her apron. “Sit down. I’ll make you

watching as the old housekeeper scurried around and began preparing a meal. It was strange to see her acting so emotionally; she was normally such a stoic and stern person as long as I had known her, and yet since she met Moana that seemed to change. It seemed as though she was beginning to see Moana as something like her own daughter, and it was clear that the warehouse incident and the three

going on?” I asked suddenly, unable to

on the burner on the stove and spread butter on some bread to start making a grilled cheese. “What are you talking about?” she said. It was clear that she was hiding something, judging by the look on her

is, Selina,” I said.

before wiping her hands on her apron once more. I watched as she nervously withdrew a folded piece of paper

drawing made with dark, heavy strokes that depicted a strange knife with a slightly curved blade and a wolf’s head on the handle. It looked oddly familiar to me for some strange reason, but the pressure of the lines and the way that the drawing seemed so chaotic indicated that it was not drawn while Moana was in a normal mental state. What especially gave

Selina continued. “She said that she was just sitting in her bed, and then when she came to she was surrounded by dozens of similar pictures. I found her like that, and I believe her… But I think she needs help, Edrick. Serious help. Help that we might not

housekeeper with my eyes narrowed. “What are you trying

sighed again. “I don’t know. Maybe she should be in an institution for a while where

facility?” I said, standing suddenly as I gripped the paper

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