Page 8 of Fake Wife for Dr. Secret Daddy

As Luna snuggles into my neck, humming contentedly, I can't help but fuel the feeling of something missing in my life.

My girls. My precious twins.

It's been an excellent first day with Luna. It is therapeutic, too, if I may add. But it reminds me so much of them. It did feel like they were the ones I had been with.

One of them would have been called Luna since it was one of the names I chose during their pregnancy and on the delivery day. She would have also been as pretty as Luna here.

Ted. I don't know how to feel about his return home. It'll be weird, especially if we are in the same space, so I will try to avoid his part.

It's almost impossible, seeing as we live in the same house and I'm his daughter’s nanny, but I'll have to try.

And speaking of Ted’s daughter, he'd have had two more. I thought, feeling my heart sink with guilt, knowing I did not tell him about his daughters. But what use is it? They are dead and gone already. I sighed as I let my mind travel back to the delivery room.

“I'm so sorry, Winnie, we lost them both.” Dr. Sam Gates says quietly, holding my hand tightly as tears fall down my face again.

“How?” I ask, tears falling uncontrollably from my eyes to the hospital gown I have on as I look up to Ted’s dad and my OBGYN, who sits beside my hospital bed.

“It was a stillbirth. I'm sorry, Winnie.” He squeezes my hand once more, then let’s go and stands to his feet.

“Everything is taken care of. Call me if you need anything-”

His voice fades into oblivion as all I think of are my dead babies…

Luna coos sleepily on my neck, drawing my attention away from my painful thoughts.

It's her bedtime already.

I quickly wipe off the stray tear from my eyes, lift her already sleeping frame into my arms, and reach my feet.

“Time for bed, Little Miss,” I say gently, walking through the halls towards her nursery.

I gently placed her in her cot, tucking her blanket under her. She stirs a bit, and I smile softly before kissing her forehead.

I stand up to leave, but for some reason, I can’t.

So, I stand there watching her.

“Mama,” my baby coos in her sleep. Tears flood my eyes as I keep watching her.

CHAPTER 3

Ted

My head is killing me, my feet tired, and my thoughts a mess. I’ve only been shadowing the new position for a week, and already I’m exhausted.

It’s less that I’m tired from work and more that my father is trying to set me up with a new woman every time I see him. Since I’m currently working out of his office, we often see each other.

I know I’m on a tight timeline, and an arranged marriage with someone who has similar goals and desires for a lifestyle is best. But… a marriage with a stranger doesn’t appeal to me. I’m not sure it ever would have, but now that I’ve got Luna, it’s even more complex.

All of this is forgotten the second I step foot in my house. I hear the white noise machine playing, so Luna is already asleep. I’m mournful I missed her, but I decided to go in late tomorrow to make up for it. Then I heard her.

Winnie is crying.

My feet move without me thinking. I find her in the den, holding Luna’s stuffed giraffe.

“Winnie,” I murmur softly.

Her head snaps up. Her eyes are wide and red-rimmed. I move forward, sinking onto the couch next to her. My arm goes around her automatically. She’s stiff for a moment before she relaxes into me.

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