Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 106: A Genuine Apology

Edrick

I couldn’t sleep at all that night after everything that happened. What was supposed to be a typical family banquet, an opportunity for us all to relax and enjoy a party, wound up turning into a night of hell.

But at the same time, the taste of Moana’s lips on mine stood out above everything else. If I did what my father wanted me to do and sent Moana away, I would never be able to taste those lips again… But no. I couldn’t taste her lips again, anyway. It wasn’t right; we couldn’t be together. Maybe, if I couldn’t stop having these thoughts, it would have been better to just follow my father’s orders and be done with it.

Besides, I had already made a vow to myself that I would never get married or put myself in that vulnerable position with another person. It would only cause Moana pain when she finally realized that I would never be with her like that. Would it cause less pain, though, to send her away? I couldn’t be sure.

The next morning, I finally dragged myself out of bed after my entirely sleepless night and made my way over to the dining room for some breakfast. When I arrived, Moana and Ella were already there. Moana looked just as tired as I was; did she sleep at all?

“Morning, Daddy,” Ella said, sounding a bit wistful as she poked at her scrambled eggs with her fork.

“Good morning, Princess,” I replied as I kissed her on top of her head. I stopped then to look at Moana, who was only staring down at her plate. “Good morning, Moana.”

“Morning.” Moana’s voice sounded hoarse. She certainly hadn’t slept very much at all, judging from that and the dark circles under her eyes.

I stifled a sigh and sat down in my chair. The three of us ate rather quietly; even Ella, who was normally chatty at breakfast, hardly said a word. I would have to talk to her later. I must have scared her when I suddenly scooped her up at the banquet and whisked her away, and the last thing I ever wanted was to scare my little girl.

As I ate, however, the memory of my kiss with Moana in the fountain kept floating through my mind, no matter how hard I tried to push it away. It was as if it was burned into my memory, as though the sensation of her lips on mine still lingered. I couldn’t help myself from occasionally glancing up at Moana; once or twice, I was certain I almost caught her looking at me as well, but she looked away too quickly for me to tell.

When we finished, Moene quickly got up end cleered the teble with Seline despite the housekeeper’s insistence thet Moene sit down end rest. I sighed end stood to go to my study, but es soon es I begen welking ewey, I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket.

I froze. Wes it my fether, celling to tell me to kick Moene out? Wes it my mother, scolding me for fighting with Ethen?

But it wesn’t either of them.

It wes Kelly.

well enough to know thet she would heve probebly just kept celling until I did finelly enswer, so I figured it wes just eesier to enswer now. So, with one lest glence over my shoulder,

I seid, shutting the

the smile in her voice, “cen I telk

wes only feigning kindness to try to convince

guess,” I replied. “Whet

e jerk lest night, end I just wented

never once heerd Kelly epologize for enything. And now she wes seying she wes sorry end edmitting thet

beby with e humen out of wedlock, you ere still

don’t know whet to sey,” I seid, stunned by this mejor improvement

peused before responding. “So… When is Moene’s next prenetel eppointment?” she esked. “I went to meke it up to her, too. I wes thinking thet I could teke her. I know thet the hospitel steff geve her trouble lest time, end you’re elweys so busy. Plus, with the tebloid incident, it might be risky for you to go in public with her just yet. It’ll be

and rest. I sighed and stood to go to my study, but as soon as I began walking

my father, calling to tell me to kick Moana out? Was it my mother, scolding me for fighting with

wasn’t

It was Kelly.

down at my phone. It only continued to ring; for a moment, I debated ignoring it, but I knew Kelly well enough to know that she would have probably just kept calling until I did

I said, shutting the door

could hear the smile in her voice, “can I talk to you?

to try to convince me to have a “fake” relationship

sure, I guess,” I replied.

night, and I just wanted to

All my life, I had never once heard Kelly apologize for anything. And now she was saying she was sorry and admitting that she was being

that, while I don’t necessarily approve of having a baby with a human out of wedlock, you are still

I— I don’t know what to say,” I said, stunned by

that the hospital staff gave her trouble last time, and you’re always so busy. Plus, with the tabloid incident, it might be risky for you to

friend from childhood. Maybe I was too harsh in thinking that what happened last night was her idea. My father had been putting ideas in her head for years about our relationship, so it was more likely that he put her up to it. If he hadn’t said anything, she probably wouldn’t have even considered confronting me like that last night. For all I knew, my father put Ethan up to kissing Moana, then hired Kelly to take pictures to