Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#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…”

see that they weren’t papers at all. She was holding photographs. I snatched the

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

the fire myself. It did actually feel good to see my father’s face burn to

a step forward with concern written across

phone right in the fountain, if you’ll believe it! And then he

eyes widened. “So when

replied with a nod. “That was when he took my phone. Said that I should learn to mind my own business

being as witty as ever despite what had happened. She tossed the rest of the photographs into the fire all at once,

mother turned to face

I followed my mother inside, where she put the kettle on the stove.

It was a shame, really. I don’t know exactly what he was up to, although I think I have a pretty good idea.” She paused and looked over at Moana with nothing but sympathy in her eyes. “Once I can get my phone and my

around the kitchen counter. Finally, I started to explain everything to my mother… From the very

…

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

Moana said quietly. “This

None of this is your fault. If it wasn’t you, then it would have been someone else. He already took that prostitute’s life all those

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

going to prison,

and I have both been waiting for this day. And trust me when I say that

chuckle a bit. “You’re never one to pity yourself,” I said, patting her hand. “Moana and I are here

rest of her tea. Suddenly, I heard her voice

“You’ll marry her?”

to hide the fact that my eyes wanted to widen, and coughed slightly. “Y-Yes… I think so. Do I have