His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 156

#Chapter 156: In His Pocket

Moana

I felt utterly shocked after my conversation with Olivia. At first, I thought that there was no way that she really was Ella’s biological mother, because Ella’s biological mother was supposed to be dead. But the resemblance was uncanny, and she even knew things that no one else knew, such as Edrick’s drinking problem. And the way that she cried when she talked about Ella… It was too real. She didn’t seem to be faking it, and if she was, then she was a hell of a good actress.

But even then, I still didn’t know if I could trust Olivia enough to fully believe her. There was always a possibility that she was lying and wasn’t Ella’s biological mother, but was instead somehow related to Michael or Kelly. That would explain why she knew so much about Edrick and Ella, and why she called Edrick so much late at night. Maybe Michael or someone else wanted her to bother Edrick and lie to me to get me to leave. I had no way of knowing at this point.

Either way, as I took Ella home that day after training I decided to just pretend for a moment that Olivia was telling the truth. If I assumed that Olivia really was Ella’s biological mother, then that meant that this entire situation was potentially more sinister than I originally thought.

I couldn’t help but worry that my baby would be ripped away from me in the same way that Ella was ripped away from Olivia. Would Edrick really do that to me, after everything that happened between us? I thought that there was a chance that we were mates, but now I wasn’t so sure.

Not only that, but did I really want to be with someone who stole his first wife’s child away from her?

As I looked over at Ella, who was swinging her legs in her car seat and happily sucking on a post-training ice pop, I really could see the resemblance between her and Olivia. I imagined how Ella’s life would have been different if she hadn’t been raised to think that her mother was dead, and honestly the fact that Edrick lied to Ella in the first place made me almost sick.

But, even then, I still couldn’t be entirely sure if I could trust Olivia or not. Maybe some of what she told me was right, but not all of it. I wouldn’t know until I had the perspective from Edrick’s side of the story, and as I took Ella up the elevator and sent her to her room to get washed up for dinner, I wondered when or if I could ask Edrick about all of this. Maybe he could offer some better insight on it. Maybe he would have some proof, unlike Olivia.

When we got home, I decided that I immediately wanted to talk to Edrick. It simply couldn’t wait; I needed to tell him what happened and hear his side of the story, because if Olivia was telling the full truth, then I wanted to make arrangements to leave and get my baby out of here… As sad as that made me. To think that Ella had only just asked me that morning if she could refer to me as her mother, and now I had supposedly met her mother and even found out that Edrick may have stolen her from her mother… All of it felt like too much.

However, when we got home, Edrick wasn’t there. I looked in the kitchen, the living room, his study and his bedroom, and he wasn’t there. In fact, when I asked Selina where he was, she said that she hadn’t seen or heard from him all day.

First, I had woken up without him two days in a row. And now he was out all day on a Saturday when he was normally home, and no one even heard a peep from him?

All of this was strange, even for Edrick. Frankly, I was getting worried.