The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

Arin’s cries grew louder, and the confused Irish bent over to console her. She remembered the first rule.

*Don’t use swearing words on me*

Damn! Irish became more confused, Is she crying because her father used the swearing words near her? Or because of the name Catherine?

Argh! First day isn’t going well·.

Irene sighed, confused, looking around.

She doesn’t know the best way to console the crying Arin.

The rules didn’t say she shouldn’t touch Arin, but she doesn’t know the best way to do that without Arin feeling offensive. She’s her nanny and should do her best to stop her from crying. But then, it was her first day, and she didn’t know if it will be okay to pull her over.

She sighed as Arin’s cries continued, How much it pierces her heart seeing the once happy Arin in tears. She wanted to hug her and tell her it’s okay, even when she doesn’t know what’s going on. Furthermore, she couldn’t resit the urge of hugging the little girl.

Likewise, she pulled the still crying girl into her arms and rocked her back, wishing she’ll quiet down soon.

She doesn’t like seeing kids cry, it sometimes wants to make her cry too.

Irish gently sat on the couch with Arin in her arms, patting her back and singing quietly to her. Her cry had quieted down, and she was just sniffing now. Irish praised herself for a job well did.

“Who’s Catherine? And why did Arin started crying all of a sudden” Irish thought. And why did all this had to happen the day she resumed.

Irish glanced at Arin and noticed she had start to doze. She positioned her neck properly and stared admiringly at the little girl.

She was almost tempted to touch her glossy brown hair, but then she remembered her number second rule.

*Do not touch my hair, Only My dad can*

Aaarrgh, so much rules, but she did a good job in memorizing them, she had made sure she memorized the ten rules that seems simple but aren’t.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Arin had slept off completely in her arms.

She never knew the smart and talkative Arin could cry that much and easily too. Ethan also looked piss when he walked out of the door.

She hoped something has not gone wrong.

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“Shouldn’t you be ashamed of yourself, Catherine? What do you want? More money?” Ethan yelled, pissed at Catherine.

“I’m here to see my daughter Ethan! And that worthless thief and slut you employed as a Nanny”.

“I won’t tolerate you coming the way from your husband’s house to mine and insult my workers! Don’t you dare” His tone was something Catherine couldn’t recognize, and she knew she had gone off limits?

She hissed loudly, “I don’t care, Ethan. I want to see my daughter”

“I won’t deny you seeing your daughter, as while I won’t allow you to see her when it’s not your visiting day. Leave my house, Catherine, and don’t return until your visiting days”.

“One thing about you is that you’re too proud! No one could have wanted to stay with a man like you. That’s why your brother hates you” Catherine yelled back.

“No one will ever like to have you as a Mother! I curse the very day I met you” Ethan banged the door at her, then ordered the guards never to allow her to return expect it’s her visiting day.

From inside, he can still hear Catherine’s scream”

Ethan walked back into the living room, still looking outraged, he won’t deny it that the word Catherine said to him hurts him deeply.

The lady is just a pain in the ass, she pisses him off so much. His anger melted immediately at the sight in front of him.

Arin was held so perfectly in Irish’s arm that he can boldly say after him, this is the next person who holds Arin so perfectly.

Even Catherine doesn’t hold her daughter this way. He would go to any limits to provide anything that Arin needs, but one thing he had tried and couldn’t provide was Arin having a motherly love and care. How much he wished he could provide her that.

Irish wasn’t aware of Ethan’s presence, she was still staring admiringly at Arin. In Arin she continues seeing the little her.

Ethan smiled, the anger in him fading away, he was glad he finally has a nanny who loves his daughter genuinely.

He’ll make sure he does everything he can to take her family out of the any single problem they’re facing.

Irish glanced up nonchalantly and was startled to see Ethan standing before her. Oh, FQCK!

This man is sure creepy.

Ethan cleared his throat, lost for words. “Uhm mm, Is she okay?” He finally asked.

“Yes, she should be. But too bad she cried to sleep” Irish answered. “Okay” Ethan simply said.

“I think I should drop her in her room, so she’ll be more comfortable” Irish said after a long moment of stealing glances at each other.

“That’ll be okay. Come with me” Ethan said.

Irish stood up with Arin in her arms but staggered back over the weight of the little girl. Woodrow!

Ethan quickly took Arin from her. “I’m so sorry” Irish said.

“Sorry for what? You did nothing. It’s normal for you not to be able to carry Arin, Arin has weighed a lot since birth” Ethan said.

“Oh, no wonder my hands were starting to ache” Irish said and wanted to laugh but quickly got hold of herself.

“You’re free to laugh, Irish” Ethan said and Irish blushed at how smoothly her name moved out of his mouth. It was the first time he had mentioned her name, and Irish had earlier wondered if he even knows her name.

“Okay, we should drop her in her room. Your hands must be aching” Irish said. “No, I’m used to it, but I’m just worried” Ethan said.

“Over what?” Irish asked worriedly, noticing the hint of sadness on Ethan’s face. “You said she cried to sleep,, huh?”

“Yes”

“It’s not normal for kids to cry to sleep and Arin falls sick whenever she does that., she starts burning up” Ethan said, staring pitifully at his daughter.

“Oh… I’m so sorry about that. What can we do to prevent it?” Irish asked, blinking severally.