His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 150

#Chapter 150: An Unexpected & Unwelcome Visitor

Moana

When I woke up and found that Edrick was gone, I was confused. It was still early, and he usually didn’t leave for work until a little later. I figured that he just got up early and was having breakfast in the dining room, so I got up and made my way out there to see where he was.

However, when I headed out to the dining room, Edrick wasn’t there. His study door was also open and he wasn’t in there, either. Furrowing my brow, I headed into the kitchen next, where Selina was already awake and preparing some coffee.

“Good morning,” she said. “Coffee?”

“Yes, please,” I replied as I walked up to the counter island. I then looked around, my brow still furrowed. “Have you seen Edrick?”

Selina shrugged. “I haven’t seen him yet this morning. Was he not in bed?”

I shook my head. It was still a bit awkward to hear others, especially Selina, mention the fact that Edrick and I slept in the same bed so casually. But I was getting used to it. “He wasn’t there,” I replied. “I guess he left for work early.”

Selina and I shared some coffee in the kitchen. As much as I loved Ella, it was nice to have a little bit of quiet time in the mornings before she woke up, and lately I had been spending more time getting to know Selina. I felt as though she was opening up to me more and more the longer I lived here, and I even felt as though I could begin to call her a friend.

However, Selina and I weren’t sitting there for long before we heard the elevator doors open.

“That must be him,” she said, standing. “Maybe he just went out for a run early this morning or something.”

I stood along with Selina and peered out of the kitchen doorway, hoping to see Edrick.

But it wasn’t Edrick. It was his father, Michael.

My eyes widened. Michael’s eyes stared coldly back at me from the foyer, his gaze traveling down to my nightgown. I had my robe open casually in the front, and I quickly darted out of view and tied it shut, feeling my face get hot.

“What is it?” Selina asked quietly.

“It’s Michael.”

Even the housekeeper’s eyes widened when I mentioned that Edrick’s father had suddenly shown up. She quickly brushed past me and came out into the dining room. “Good morning, Mr. Morgan,” she said politely with a small curtsy. “I’m afraid you caught us so early we’re still in our dressing gowns. Are you looking for Edrick?”

“I am, actually,” Michael said, his voice cold and gruff. “Where is he?”

“Edrick stepped out early this morning,” Selina replied. “We think he might be at work or running some errands.”

I stood behind Selina in the hallway, my heart pounding. Michael stared calmly and coldly at me over Selina’s shoulder. His steely gray eyes shot daggers at me, and I felt like a deer in headlights.

Michael cleared his throat, then abruptly pulled out a chair. As he did, he pulled it out so roughly that it scraped on the wooden floor and made a horrible screeching sound that made both Selina and I flinch, but he didn’t even seem to notice or care about making such noise so early in the morning.