Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 225: Pulling the Rug

Moana

I woke up after a night of dreamless sleep to the sound of someone rushing around the room. When I cracked open my eyes, I saw Edrick pacing back and forth. He had a pile of shirts in his hand, and I watched in a state of shock as he walked over to a suitcase and quickly shoved the shirts inside.

“What are you doing?” I asked, sitting up.

Edrick didn’t even look up at me. “We have to go,” was all he said.

My eyes widened. “Go where?”

“We’re going back to the mountain estate for real this time.”

As Edrick spoke, I felt my heart sink. My limbs still felt too heavy from the sleeping meds to move quickly, and as I threw the covers off and swung my limp legs over the edge of the bed, it felt as though I was moving through a thick mud.

“Why?” I asked. “You didn’t mention that we would be leaving before. Was it because of last night?”

Edrick didn’t answer. I watched with wide eyes as he stuffed more clothes into his suitcase. “Come help me zip this up?” he asked. I nodded slowly and walked over, then pushed down onto the top of the suitcase so he could zip it up.

“Edrick,” I continued, “please tell me what’s going on. Is it because of last night? I’ll be okay, I promise. We don’t need to leave—”

began tossing toiletries into a bag. “It’s not that,” he said. “It’s

my heart sink even

at me. His gaze wasn’t mean, but it was stern and his eyes were still glowing silver, as though he was on edge. “Just do

I told him how unfair I found it to be, it didn’t seem to matter anyway. Edrick clearly had made up his mind, and there was no way

I

know. It

I could get ready for the day. Other than that, my other necessities were all packed up. Everything except my valuables and sentimental items were packed away, like Selina was rushing to get just what I needed into my

to see her tugging on Selina’s skirt with tears streaming down her cheeks. “I don’t wanna

herself. “But we have

plopped down on the ground and wailed loudly. Sighing, I rushed into the room and past the

making me leave!” Ella wailed,

more; especially because I knew that this was my fault. “Here, love,” I said. I grabbed her stuffed duck off of the dresser and put it in her hands, and that seemed to calm

and then led her to my room with me and let her sit on my bed while I

forced to leave with no say in the matter. But I, unlike Ella, had a pretty good reason why.

I was a bit

occasion to whine about how she wanted to go home or how she needed to go potty. Edrick just drove with his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, and I could only

it was for a lovely vacation. That time, the mountain air felt fresh, the view

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