His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 144

#Chapter 144: Good Mom

Moana

As I watched Mia walk away, there was a smile on my face. I liked her; she was so much nicer and warmer than Kelly, and I loved meeting Edrick’s old friends so that I could get a bit more of an insight on the way that the Alpha billionaire used to be as a kid. And it made me happy to hear that he used to be rambunctious and full of life, because I could see those little bits of his personality poking through his hard exterior more and more lately. Someday, I wondered if I could break down his hard shell entirely. I wanted to know the true Edrick.

But when I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around to see my ex-boyfriend, Sam, standing behind me, my smile faded.

“Hey, Moana,” he said before I could even say anything. He folded his arms across his chest and looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on my belly for a few moments. “Remember me?”

Of course I remembered Sam. Lately, I had been so busy with everything going on that I hadn’t thought much about what he did to me, but seeing his face made it all come back so fast that it felt as though I had been hit by a train.

Just a few months earlier, Sam and I had been dating. I really thought that he was the one, up until I found him sucking on another woman’s lips in the window of a fancy restaurant. And when I confronted him about it, he didn’t even show any remorse. All he cared about was getting his high-paying job at WereCorp, which his new girlfriend helped him get, and he didn’t care that I had been by his side as a constant and loving support system for years. I had helped him get through college. I had helped him gain his confidence. And I supposed, by extension, I had given him the confidence to cheat on me.

I wanted to say all of these things, but I didn’t. I couldn’t; not here, at least. I didn’t want to cause a scene. I especially didn’t want to piss him off enough to make him reveal the fact that Ella wasn’t actually my biological daughter.

“Do you need something, Sam?” I asked, glaring up at him in a way to show him that I wasn’t scared of him. I had come so far since we broke up, and I wanted him to know that his mind games wouldn’t work on me any longer.

Sam shrugged. “Just figured I’d come and say hi,” he said. “It seems like a lot has changed since I broke up with you. We should catch up.”

I scoffed. “Catch up?” I asked. “After what you did to me? Why would I possibly want that?”

“Come on, now,” Sam replied, his face hard and his eyes cold as he eyed me up and down again. “Let’s let the past be in the past. You certainly seem like you’ve moved on, anyway. How far along are you, huh? Three months? Tell me, was the CEO of WereCorp an intentional rebound, or did you just happen to run into him on the street?”