Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 59: The Truth Comes Out

Edrick

I put Ella to bed myself that night. It was calming to see how peacefully she slept; if only I could have slept like that. As I returned to my room, still fuming over whether Moana was lying to me or not, I felt as though my daughter’s nanny was being suspicious.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that Moana was pregnant with my brother’s baby. I knew that she went out for dinner with him the other night, and had seen him multiple times before that. For all I knew, she only ever accepted the job with me to try to climb the social classes, and now she had gotten herself knocked up by my brother. I wanted to believe that I was wrong, that she really was just sick and gaining a little weight, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something more was going on behind the scenes.

For quite a while, I tossed and turned in bed. Finally, I gave up on sleep altogether and decided to get myself a drink from the minibar. I grumbled to myself, feeling rather a lot like a grumpy old man with insomnia, as I climbed out of bed and headed out of my room.

The living room was peaceful and quiet when I walked in. Surely everyone else was already asleep. The only sounds I could hear were the sounds of the city outside, and the only light that illuminated the room was the soft glow of the city lights coming in through the big open window. I sighed as I poured myself a glass of whiskey, then walked over to the double doors leading out onto the balcony and swung them open. I stood out there for a few minutes, drinking my whiskey as I leaned on the railing and looked down at the city below.

As I stood on the balcony and looked down at the city, all I could think about was how suspicious Moana’s behavior had been recently.

She’d been sick with “food poisoning” now for far longer than the three to five days that food poisoning would typically last. The smell of eggs and sausage made her gag, she was constantly touching her stomach, and I couldn’t forget that night that she fell asleep on the living room floor. I would never admit it, but that night was the first night since we terminated our sleeping agreement that I actually got a little sleep without having to take sleeping pills or drink too much alcohol.

Speaking of alcohol: my glass of whiskey was already empty.

sighed and turned around to go

of Selina sneaking out of Moana’s room

see her slip whatever she was holding into her apron pocket, and I frowned. “What are you

was just checking on Moana,”

hiding something from me. Were my

you give her

nodded. She still had her hand in her apron pocket, as though that would stop me from noticing, but she saw me looking and

me what you gave her, please,” I said

so nervous before. Normally, she was as cool as a cucumber.

a deep sigh and pulled the object out of her pocket: it was a bottle of pills. I took the pills from her hand and turned it over in my palm, taking in a sharp breath when

I said, holding the bottle up. “Why does it seem that everyone in my

more than I already was. I had asked Moana if she had anything important to tell me, and she had said that there was nothing. I wanted to trust her — I really did. I was going to give her the benefit of the doubt, and I was even going to offer to pay for a doctor’s visit in the morning to sort out what

be mad at her,” Selina said, reaching out and touching the arm that was holding the bottle of pills. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I had already become so angry that my hand was shaking. “She’s going

through my teeth. “How

was still gripping my arm. “Only less than a week,” she said. “She just found out, herself.