Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

Chapter 248

#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.

“Mom!” I exclaimed, running up to her. “You’re alright!”

“Oh, darling!” my mother replied. She grabbed my face and kissed my cheeks, then did the same to Moana. “I was so worried about you…”

weren’t papers at all.

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

myself. It did actually feel good

asked, taking a step forward with concern

as well as Ella. He tossed my phone right in the

“So

“That was when he took my phone. Said that I should learn to mind my own

had happened. She tossed the rest of the photographs into the fire all at once, and the three of us watched in silence as the flames jumped up into the sky, devouring the paper

mother turned to face

put the kettle on the stove. “Where are the

have a pretty good idea.” She paused and looked over at Moana with nothing but sympathy in her eyes. “Once I can get my

kettle started to heat up, the three of us sat around the kitchen counter. Finally, I started to explain everything to my mother…

…

my story and my tea, my mother stared down at the leaves in her

sorry, Verona,” Moana said quietly. “This

None of this is your fault. If it wasn’t you, then it would have

silence, filled only by the sound of the crickets chirping through the open

“He’s going to prison, mom,” I said.

day. And trust me when I say

bit. “You’re never one to pity yourself,” I

her tea. Suddenly, I heard her voice

“You’ll marry her?”

wanted to widen, and

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