#Chapter 75: Loveless Family

Moana

The next morning, I decided to take Edrick’s offer for a day off and went to the orphanage to get out of the penthouse for a while. I was still incredibly hurt and angry by Edrick’s refusal to admit that the baby was his to his own mother, but at the very least, I knew that a day out might lift my spirits just a little.

As I arrived at the orphanage, I already began to feel just a little bit better.

“Hello?” I called as I walked in. I didn’t get a response, but I heard the children’s voices coming from the recreation room as they laughed and played, and it made me smile a bit. I walked over to the recreation room and stopped in my tracks when I saw Ethan playing with the children.

They didn’t see me at first. Ethan was giving them an art lesson and was walking around the room, looking at all of the children’s artwork and giving them compliments. Seeing how sweet he was being with the children made me smile, but at the same time, it made me feel sad knowing that his brother was seemingly incapable of having such truly genuine kindness and love for anything except his pristine image.

Suddenly, as I stood in the doorway, one of the children jerked her head up from her intense scribbling and gasped, pointing at me with her chubby little finger. “Moana’s here!” she shouted.

All at once, the children erupted into cheers and swarmed me like little bumble bees. I couldn’t help but laugh as they bombarded me, and I caught Ethan’s eye from behind. He was smiling at me, but as his eyes traveled down to my belly and his smile faded, I knew that my dress didn’t hide my pregnancy well enough today.

Regardless, Ethan seemed to keep his thoughts to himself, which was a welcome relief. I spent the afternoon helping him with the children, and we all had a wonderful time making artwork and playing with clay. When it was finally over, Sophia thanked us and whisked the children away for dinner, leaving us alone for the first time that day.

Ethan said as we cleaned up

time, he had asked if I was

briefly at the floor, then ran a hand through his hair. “Uh…

“Yes,” I replied.

that… When we went

wasn’t ready to admit it. I’m sorry for lying

to choose who to tell and when to tell them. But if you don’t mind

into my throat as I wondered if it would be appropriate to tell Ethan. If Edrick wasn’t even willing to tell his own mother that he was the father of my baby, then was

I decided against it, and I shook my

“No. It’s my ex-boyfriend’s.”

mention of Edrick and the thought of how he couldn’t tell his mother about our baby, I felt a tear come to my eye. I

sorry if my questions bothered you. I didn’t mean

shook my head. “No, not at all,” I replied. “It’s

touched my shoulder. “What is it?” he said quietly. “You know you can talk to me.

be completely honest with him. Still, I needed someone to vent to who

a bad situation,” I admitted, taking care not to share too much and spill the big secret. “I might need

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