All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Ex-Convict Nanny: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81Adrian's PovThe way Darcy looks at me most times, ignites something inside me. The way Darcy looked at me now made my heart race. He loved me. He gave me gifts. His touch is gentle and kind. Everything changed from the way he made love to me and never said I was a mistake. It felt like a miracle. Unreal but real.Being with him made every high wall around my heart melt away. He accepted me, just the way I am. I swore never to allow anything like love cross my heart ever since I lost my baby but with this type of love which I hope it lasts, I felt alive again.We sat in the car holding hands together. His thumb stroked my knuckles. He had whispered, "Everything is under control," before we left. I wanted to believe him. I wanted this to be my real life: Darcy truly mine, Pink my daughter, not just a nanny in the house.The Rodrigo estate was huge. Not as big as Darcy's house, but close. Tall columns, perfect gardens, flowers in neat patterns. Bodyguards at the gate. Maids

Chapter 83Brittany PovThe nurse rushed into my room with confusion showing all over her face. "What happened? Are you alright?" she asked, concerned.People rushed in; some crowded the doorway, recording and taking pictures as I screamed.I sat there in shock covered with red paint. I was still angry at Darcy, when I asked the delivery guy why he brought a black flower to me, he didn't talk then this happened. The paint was all over the place all because of my anger. The entire bed was covered in red paint like a crime scene."Was it Darcy that did this?" Vivenne asked as she rushed forward. She picked up the note and read it out loud. "To Brittany, this is your last warning..."No name, but my heart told me it was the handwork of Darcy since he came to warn me himself before this happened.A wave of anger and frustration washed over me. I had burst the balloon full of paint, at first I thought it was a gift from a well wisher but this right here is Darcy's work. Now it's all over

Chapter 85Martin's PovIt's 9pm, standing here in the dark, it's not something I wanted but it's for business and night movement is necessary. I was ten miles away from the hotel. The street was calm as it normally is with weak lights on the street polls.This lonely area was the kind of place where people's heads are down and no one asks questions about what happens. And it was perfect for the business I did.I relaxed my back on a cold wall of one building, just closer to a big store. My hands were in my pockets. The night air blew cold, touching my face. SharpIt made me stay awake until I got my job done for tonight. In this work, patience paid better than speed.A battered sedan rolled up. A man, looking worn, came out. He was wearing an old jacket, his eyes showed he was tired, a mouth that didn't smile much, darken from too much smoke."You Martin?" he asked."Yes. I'm Martin," I said.He looked around, then brought out a thick envelope from his jacket near his breast side. "

Chapter 87Brittany's POVDays slowed itself and weeks turned to years of staying in the hospital. I laid down focused on my phone. Scrolling down just to distract myself before Vivenne gets the food in here for me. The doctors said I was getting better so I have nothing to worry about. The wound isn't that deep and I thank God for that. The humiliation had gone off the internet so at least I could breathe again. Then the door opened. I looked up, expecting a nurse or maybe Vivienne.But it was Thomas Wellington.My ex-boyfriend. The one I'd tried so hard to forget. The one who'd me nothing but heartache.He stood by the glass door, holding rose flowers. I wasn't comfortable with flowers anymore. I don't accept flowers again and I'm scared it might be another prank.But his expression was different. He looked careful,hoping for a positive response, but uncertain whether it would work. It shows hesitation mixed with hope.I felt angry and bitter and something else I didn't want to t

Chapter 89Martin's PovI sat in my car watching what was going on. I was just a block away from Darcy Rodrigo's penthouse, my hands were tight on the steering wheel making my knuckles ache. But I didn't care. The morning sun had been up for a while. But it was not hot. Since 6am in the morning, I've been sitting...waiting.The third cigarette in my hand melted down to ashes. Ash fell on my jeans and I didn't even notice.If this job is not completed then my life is on the line. This job means everything. And Brittany had said one million dollars if I got Adrian and brought her to the warehouse address. She'd sent half of the one million already. So I'm committed. The money is going to fix everything.But sitting there watching the mansion, dread curled in my stomach like a cold snake.I'd seen Darcy leave this morning, around 8:30. His black Mercedes pulled out and drove away. Good. Less security, less risk.Adrian stayed. Leo, the bodyguard, stayed. Pink was there too. And Carlos's