Chapter 172.

Amelia’s POV

I fumed, but I had nothing to say. While I was most definitely not a maid, I was not certain who exactly I was in Eddie’s home. It was true that I was the help; I was not only Chloe’s nanny but I was also the cook. However, that did not change the fact that Eddie and I had admitted our feelings to each other last night and had also slept with each other. And so, while we had not discussed how to move forward with our relationship, I did not want to believe that Eddie would be receptive to Jenna, the ex-wife that he had told me he greatly disliked, moving in.

My jaw clenched so tightly it felt like I might crack a tooth. Jenna's perfectly manicured hand hovered above the open suitcase, gesturing for me to grab it. The audacity of it all – waltzing into Eddie's apartment, announcing her marital status as if it were a badge of honor, and treating me like a glorified housekeeper.

"Actually," I said, my voice surprisingly calm despite the storm raging inside me, "there must b