Chapter 140


    Chapter 140: A Day in the Life


    Moana


    A few days passed by after theworking event. Things felt peaceful in the penthouse, and although I


    really only stayed in with E to stay away from the paparazzi, I didn’t mind. It was rxing to stay


    inside and away from the public, and I spent a lot of time drawing and reading with E, which was nice


    after being so busytely. I just hoped that events such as theworking event were few and far


    between. Although I enjoyed spending the evening with Edrick and watching theedy show together


    that night, I didn’t like the other people that were there and I feared that I would see many of the same


    people at future events like that.


    However, it seemed that my reprieve was brief, because Edrick came to me a few dayster and told


    me about another uing event that I would have to attend with him.


    “I need you toe to a work event with me tomorrow morning,” Edrick said casually as he stirred his


    tea on Thursday morning before work.


    I felt my shoulders sag as he told me this. I was still tired from thest event, and I didn’t feel up to


    mingling with more celebrities and businessmen who looked down on me because of my social status.


    “Do I have to go?” I asked, a bit sheepishly. “I’m still tired after that first event.”


    Edrick sighed. “I know you are. But this event will be different, I promise.”


    I raised an eyebrow. “How so?”


    The Alpha billionaire shrugged and took a sip of his tea. When he set the teacup down, he picked up


    his newspaper and opened it with a flick of his wrists while he crossed his legs. I thought that I would


    never get used to how handsome he looked during mundane moments like this. Even when he was just


    casually drinking his breakfast tea and reading the paper, he looked incredibly attractive.


    “It’s a pic,” he replied. “Just a little employee appreciation event. It’ll be outside with games and food,


    and E cane, too.”


    The way that Edrick described the event was tempting. It did sound nice to spend the day outside, and


    if E could have a chance to y in the park after being cooped up in the penthouse all week, then I


    would do it for her.


    “Will I need to have my hair and makeup professionally done again?”


    Edrick chuckled and shook his head. “No. It’s just casual. Wear something nice, of course, but


    remember that you’ll be outside. Dressfortably.”


    I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of relief. Now that the pregnancy was progressing, high heels


    were bing more and more ufortable. My feet were beginning to swell a bit and I found myself


    feeling more tired in my knees, hips, and back than usual, sofortable shoes were a necessity at


    this point.


    “Okay,” I finally agreed. “I’ll go.”


    Edrick seemed pleased and took another sip of his tea. However, I did secretly wonder if this would be


    my life from now on as the “wife” of a famous Alpha CEO: event after event with little rest in between.


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    And somehow, Edrick must have seen the ufortable look on my face and nced up at me over


    his newspaper with a furrowed brow. “Everything okay?”


    I nodded at first, but Edrick kept staring at me, and finally I decided to tell him the truth about how I felt.


    “I just don’t know how well I’ll handle so many events from now on,” I replied. “I’m still tired from the first


    one. Is this what it’s like? One event after the other with hardly any rest in between?”


    Edrick was silent for a few moments before he neatly folded his newspaper back up and set it down on


    the table. He leaned on his elbows then and looked at me with a sigh.


    “I promise this is thest one for a while,” he replied. “The end of summer and the holidays are busy,


    but other than that, it’s not typically like this. Besides, you get used to it quickly, and it doesn’t feel so


    draining after your first few events; especially once the paparazzi gets bored of our rtionship and


    moves on.”


    Edrick’s words wereforting, but a bit depressing at the same time. I didn’t want to admit it, but I


    really didn’t enjoy these sorts of events. The thought that I would have to learn to simply “get used” to


    them was a little depressing, as it meant that there was no getting away from them — despite the fact


    that our public rtionship was fake. Not only that, but to have our “rtionship”, real or not, be treated


    as a fad that people would quickly get bored of made me feel sad. I wasn’t amodity to be sold to


    the public; I was a person.


    But, despite all of this, Edrick reached across the table then and squeezed my hand. I felt my heart skip


    as his hand touched mine, and when I met his gaze, his eyes were soft and understanding. Maybe


    things like this wouldn’t be so bad after all when I had him here for support.


    Edrick then pulled his hand away just as quickly as he extended it and stood, ending our brief moment


    offort together. I felt my face go red as he stood, and I quickly looked away and hid my hands


    beneath the table.


    “Remember,” he said as he looked at his watch and picked up his suit jacket off of the back of the


    couch, slinging it over his forearm. “It’s just a Labor Day pic. It’ll be fun.”


    I nodded and watched as Edrick walked out of the dining room. I heard the elevator doors open and


    close before I let out a small sigh and returned to eating my own breakfast. Maybe it would be fun. It


    would be fun for E, too, especially if there were other children there.


    But, even with all of this in mind, I still couldn’t deny the fact that the first event left a bad taste in my


    mouth. It wasn’t the event itself that was the problem — I actually had a nice time with Edrick and


    would have dly done it again — but rather the people. Because of my lower social status, people


    hated me. And I knew that some of those very same people would likely be at the pic, where they


    would also likely ridicule me once again. I didn’t want to put E through ridicule, too, since they


    thought that she was my biological daughter; I could only imagine the sorts of nasty things that people


    like that would say about a half-blooded little girl. Besides, even if they did know that I was a werewolf, I


    would still be nothing but a freak for not having my wolf emerge until muchter in life, not to mention


    my low status of growing up in an orphanage. No matter which way I turned, I knew that I would always


    face the ridicule of wealthy people like that.


    And I didn’t want to put E or my baby through that same ridicule.