His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 248: The Matriarch

Edrick

Within an hour, Moana and I were nervously walking up the front steps to my parents’ mansion.

We left Ella with Selina just in case we walked in on anything sinister. The house was mostly dark, which was out of the ordinary. As I slowly opened the front door, I felt my heart catch in my throat.

“Hello?” I called out, holding Moana’s hand as I stepped into the large foyer. “Mom?”

There was no answer. Moana and I exchanged nervous glances and walked in a little further.

“Verona?” Moana called, cupping her hands around her mouth to make her voice travel further. “Are you there?!”

Still no answer. We decided to head into the sitting room, where my mother often liked to be during her free time, but it was dark and empty. At this point, I was starting to get even more nervous.

“I swear, if that bastard did anything to her…” I growled, “I’ll—”

Moana gasped. “Look!” she said, pointing behind me. I followed her finger to see what looked like a small fire outside.

The two of us quickly ran out the patio door toward the fire, then across the garden. As we ran, we saw a lone figure standing by the fire.

It was my mother. She was standing by the fire pit, in her dressing gown, and was tossing what looked like pieces of paper into the flames.

I exclaimed, running up to

my face and kissed my cheeks, then did the same to Moana. “I was so worried about

you doing?” I glanced down at the papers in her hand, only to see that they weren’t papers at all. She was holding photographs. I snatched the stack out of her

a long rod. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages, darling,” she said, flashing a vibrant smile as she watched the photos

let out a sigh and tossed one of the photographs into the fire myself. It did actually feel good to see my father’s face burn

he hurt you?” Moana asked, taking a step forward with concern

He tossed my phone right

eyes widened. “So when I called

my phone. Said that I should learn to mind my own business for once. Hah!

at seeing my mom still being as witty as ever despite what had happened. She tossed the rest of the photographs into the fire all at once, and the three of us watched

to face the two of

I followed my mother inside, where she put the kettle on the stove. “Where

over at Moana with nothing but sympathy in her eyes. “Once I can get my phone and my things in order, I’ll call them back and give them all raises for the trouble. It has been

of us sat around the kitchen counter. Finally, I started to

…

finished with both my story and my tea, my mother stared down at the leaves

sorry, Verona,” Moana said quietly. “This is

her face and gripped Moana’s hand tightly. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence. None of this is your fault. If it wasn’t you, then it would have been someone

sound of the crickets chirping through

lips and spoke. “He’s going to prison, mom,” I said. “Will

have both been waiting for this day. And trust me when I say that I’ll certainly be getting the fortune and the house in the divorce. A man behind bars for crimes like that

“You’re never one to pity yourself,” I said, patting

nodded, then finished off the rest of her tea. Suddenly, I heard her voice ring out

“You’ll marry her?”

widen, and coughed slightly. “Y-Yes…