All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Nanny: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“And when you are asked, what do you bring to the table? I want you to know that your energy is enough.”….~ Austin ~I read somewhere that grief isn’t a date on a calendar, but the calendar itself. Though I have never believed the validity of the statement until now. Today marks eleven years since I lost my Dad. Yet every year, it feels like I am drowning more and more in grief than the previous year. I’ve also read that time heals all wounds, but I am starting to wonder if some specific kinds of wounds can be healed by time, whilst others just can’t. It’s been a decade and half, yet I still haven’t healed from it all. The hollow left by the death of my Dad remains unfilled and craving for attention. I’ve heard people say, they no longer need their Dad once they are eighteen. But I am different, maybe because I had lost him before I got the chance to reach a stage of not needing him. I need him more than ever now that I am a Father. Though I don’t doubt my fathering skills,

“I hope you know that you are important too.” …. ~ Alyssa ~ The site took longer to load than I expected. Probably due to traffic, which wasn’t so unexpected. And finally it opened… It was a long text, which was harder to read as my heart beat wildly in anticipation of what was to come. Adolf Eichmann… Fourth place winner. Jemima Tivona…. Third place. Edward Jones… Second place. I exchanged a quick, nervous gaze with Mia as we scrolled through the final name. Alyssa Stewart… First… I didn’t get the chance to read the final word, as a hearty scream came out of my throat. I just couldn’t control myself. Oh my! Oh my! Please yess!!! “Felicitations, Girlie!” Mia wrapped her arms around me happily. “Thank you.” I croaked, as I felt her tears dampening my clothes. My tears came then, uncontrollable and I didn’t try to stop them. I did it. I did it. I did it. I won! The words kept ringing in my head like a lullaby. I knew my art was great and carried so much emoti

“We often overlook our own progress when we compare ourselves to those far ahead of us. But when we compare ourselves to who we used to be, we begin to see how far we’ve truly come. Real growth is measured by how much we’ve improved, not by how we stack up against others.”….~ Austin ~I hadn’t expected to walk in on a full-blown celebration, when I arrived at the studio with Keren. The sounds of laughter and congratulations filled the air, several centimeters from the entrance of the studio. Peter’s presence had been expected, obviously. But Joseph’s? I hadn’t expected him to care so much about Alyssa, especially because the latter was gradually taking over Joanna’s place… no matter how much we tried to deny it. He hadn’t overreacted when I had told him about the wedding thingy, so I bet he was going with the flow, like I honestly was. I had almost started to feel out of place when Keren ran in excitedly after my question. I knew Alyssa would be among the top four winners, du

“And when it feels like your efforts are not being matched with your desired success. I hope you always remember your why.”… ~ Alyssa ~I’ve heard somewhere that hospital walls have heard so many prayers than a church auditorium. This, I believe to be true. But in the case of the airport, I’d say, it had heard so many goodbyes and hosted so many reunions than a marriage license bureau. Our packing was light, and since Keren insisted on carrying a suitcase too. I had packed some of her undies in a smaller suitcase whilst her other suitcase was held by Austin, who carried two suitcases instead of one. As we sat in the boarding area, waiting for our plane to arrive. I couldn’t help but wonder about how much my life had changed in a few months. The last time I booked a ticket. I had aimed to spend a few weeks on a houseboat in Seattle. But that didn’t happen and I ended up being kidnapped and shipped to Singapore, where I was almost forced to marry Prince Callum.Speaking of Prince

“I wonder if anyone asks the question, ‘What’s the point?’ As often as I do.”….~ Austin ~I shifted to the side, as I often do before my eyes fully open… but unexpectedly… my side wasn’t bare as my body clashed with another .With a beating heart and pounding head, my eyes snapped open, and I was stunned to find Alyssa beside me. I watched her figure, buried under the sheets, as memories of what had happened yesterday flooded my head. I hadn’t anticipated that my body would react so much as it did to hers. But it did. I looked down on myself and let out a relieved sigh when I realized that I was fully clothed in my pajamas. I just didn’t want to think of what would have happened otherwise. But then, how had we gotten here from the sitting room? The last thing I remembered was her moaning into my lips, and I blanked out. “Austin?” Her hoarse voice, which was filled with urgency, interrupted my thoughts. “Hi.” I greeted, bringing my gaze to face her. She was rubbing her eyes now, a