His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 118

#Chapter 118: A Choice to Make

Moana

The morning after I finally revealed the truth about my lineage to Edrick, I thought that everything would finally be okay. I thought that maybe, we could finally be together without any issues now that he knew that I was a werewolf; or, at the very least, I thought that his family would hate me a little less.

But as it turned out, things rarely ever happened so easily.

I had spent the past two nights sleeping in Edrick’s room again. It seemed that our sleeping arrangement went back to the way it was before — only now, there were fewer barriers between us. When I woke up, the curtains were open to allow sunshine to come in. Edrick was already gone for work, so I laid in bed for a few minutes and looked at my phone while I woke up.

However, my eyes shot wide open when I saw the headline of an article with a picture of Edrick and I going into the hospital from the day that I was attacked by the rogues. Neither of us were wearing masks. As I read the headline, I felt my heart sink.

“WERECORP CEO SEEN WITH MYSTERY WOMAN ONCE MORE,” the headline read. Below it was an entire article of speculation on who I was and why I was going to the hospital with Edrick. Finally, at the end, the article seemed to hit the nail on the head: that I was the mother of an illegitimate child, and that Edrick was the father.

But that wasn’t all. If that had been it, I would have been able to move on. Instead, there was a second article; this time, the article had a photograph of Edrick and Kelly together. It wasn’t a paparazzi photo like the first one, but rather a family photo that appeared as though it had been taken at least a year or two prior. The article headline read: “WERECORP CEO, EDRICK MORGAN, ENGAGED?”

My heart sank.

The article seemed speculative, but it claimed that Kelly and Edrick were engaged; not only that, but that Kelly was possibly the mother of a child that Edrick already had.

Ella.

I sat up in bed, feeling my heart race and break at the same time. Was it possible that Edrick was going to allow this? Was he finally going to choose Kelly as his fiancee, real or not, because he couldn’t bear the effect that my low status would have on his public image?

Part of me didn’t want to believe it. Edrick had been so close with me since the incident. Ever since our kiss in the kitchen, even, he had been close with me. I thought back to the night of the banquet, when we kissed in the fountain after playfully splashing each other. I thought about the childlike smile on his face as we splashed each other, and the way that his hands traveled along my body when I kissed him. I thought about how jealous he got when he found out that Ethan kissed me, and I thought about the scared look on his face when he scooped me up out of the alleyway. The way that he held my hand so tightly when we were in the hospital, and the way that he didn’t want to let me out of his sight when we got home…

Even after all of that, was he still so afraid to be true to me?

…

That night, I decided that I couldn’t stop thinking about this. If Edrick really was going to choose a relationship with Kelly, then I needed to have some dignity. I decided, when he came home, that I needed to talk to him.