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Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 49
DECEMBER 30The Abbott dining room glowed with soft light, the chandelier scattering warmth across polished wood and crystal. The scent of roast duck and winter spices drifted through the air, mingling with pine from the tree still standing proudly in the corner. Its branches were heavy with ornaments the children had helped hang, uneven but heartfelt, and beneath it lay the last of the presents waiting to be opened.Carter had already tucked himself close to his father’s side, his boyish energy only half-contained by Richard’s steadying hand. Meredith sat straighter, poised in a way that mirrored Florence, though her eyes were restless, darting often to Monet at the other end of the table.Monet, in cream colored a tea-lenght satin skirt and blue cashmere sweater sat with her hands neatly folded, listening more than speaking. The laughter around her wrapped her in warmth, but she could not help the flicker of self-consciousness that rose whenever she caught Florence’s deliberate,
Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 48
Meredith and Carter’s laughter broke through the silence, jolting Monet out of a fitful sleep. Her swollen, gritty eyes adjusted to the weak sunlight leaking through the filmy drapes. It was the day before the start of a new year. She sat up drowsily, head pounding faintly, though the ache in her chest had dulled into something that felt almost like disbelief. It was one thing to accept life without children it was another to fight a dead woman’s memory and an unforgiving society for her right to mother the only way she knew how. It wasn’t fair. Not to the children, who would be forced to hear every whisper of gossip. Not to Richard, whose name would be tied to scandal. Her heart betrayed her with a sudden, traitorous lurch. Why did she have to soften at the thought of him when his proposal felt less like a gift and more like a knife trailing across the tender door of her soul? A soft knock interrupted her spiraling thoughts. For a moment, she considered ignoring it. But it cou
Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 47
The drive home was a blur of streetlights and silence. Richard’s grip on the steering wheel never loosened, though his mind was still tangled in Claudia’s words. Her polished smile, her casual cruelty—how effortlessly she’d breathed life into whispers that were already circling like vultures. By the time he pulled into the long driveway of the Abbott estate, the night had deepened. The house was quiet, blanketed in the heavy stillness that only came in the small hours. Yet sleep eluded him. He tossed his coat onto a chair, poured himself a glass of water, and found his way to the library where the fire had burned low. He wasn’t alone. Florence sat by the hearth in her silk robe, the golden lamplight catching the silver strands in her hair. A book lay open on her lap, though she hadn’t turned a page in some time. She looked up when he entered, sharp eyes narrowing with a knowingness that stripped him bare. “You’re late,” she said simply. Richard sank into the armchair opposite he
Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 47
Monet’s words haunted Richard all morning. Even now, sitting alone at the polished bar of an upscale restaurant, they echoed in his mind as if she were right beside him.The room was awash in gold—light from chandeliers spilling across marble floors, soft jazz humming beneath the low murmur of conversation. The bar gleamed, a long stretch of dark wood polished to a mirror shine, its shelves lined with bottles that caught the glow and fractured it into warm, amber sparks. Couples sat at nearby tables, leaning in close, laughter softened by the hush of velvet drapes.He nursed a whiskey he hadn’t wanted, ordered only because a client had insisted, its burn doing little to settle the restlessness inside him.He and Monet had always kept their relationship open—at least in the defined terms of employer and employee. Her quiet understanding of his grief, her patience with the shadow his late wife cast, was the reason he had let her seep so deeply into his life in the first place.“I don’t
Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 45
December 28Richard watched Monet silently, grateful to see some color return to her body. The picture of her on the hospital bed, telling Mother Margaret that she’d been subconsciously trying to end her life, flashed before his eyes, but he shook off the memory.She sat rigidly on the window seat, hands twisted painfully together atop her thigh—dressed in another peasant dress, this time a deep burgundy. Her head tilted at a regal angle as she watched the snow fall softly beyond the bay windows in Florence’s library. Heavy velvet drapes framed the glass, their folds catching the flicker of firelight.The library itself was warm, almost indulgently so. A fire crackled in the marble hearth, filling the air with the faint, smoky perfume of cedar. Golden lamplight spilled across the shelves, softening the edges of worn leather-bound books. The Persian rug dulled his footsteps, and the faint sweetness of old paper mingled with the crystal dish of sugared almonds Florence always kept on th
Lawfully Wedded Nanny (BWWM) Chapter 44
The courthouse doors groaned as they swung open, spilling them into the cold New Year’s Eve air. The city was muffled in snow, streetlights casting halos against the flurries that drifted soundlessly to the ground. Richard adjusted the collar of his coat and glanced sideways at the woman who was now unbelievably his wife.Monet walked beside him, ivory suit brushing against the wind, her face half-hidden beneath the veil of her hat. She carried herself with the composure of someone stepping out of a chapel, but he knew better. Nothing sacred had taken place inside. The entire proceeding had lasted less than ten minutes: papers shuffled, signatures scrawled, the clerk’s monotone voice, two strangers pulled in from the hallway to bear witness. A marriage, reduced to bureaucracy.Hannah would have hated it.The thought clawed its way unbidden, sharp enough to make his jaw tighten. He remembered his first wedding in vivid bursts—Hannah’s laughter echoing in the vaulted church, the glint o
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