THE NANNY

Ryan Gosling:

I was the epitome of a handsome and wealthy man. I had chiseled features, piercing blue eyes, and a charming smile that could melt hearts. My impeccable style and class were evident in everything I did. I was a true gentleman who always treated others with respect and kindness. I was also incredibly successful, having built up my fortune from nothing.

I'm 30 years old I own some of the biggest companies in the country, and I'm the CEO of them all. When it comes to my family, I love them so much. I lost my wife a few years ago, shortly after she gave birth to our last child. It was a devastating loss, but I know she's watching over us from heaven. Even though my kids can be a handful, I wouldn't trade them for the world. They're truly a blessing.

As I made my way downstairs, I could hear the kids making a racket. George, my eldest son, was standing in the middle of the room, his hands covering his nose and his face scrunched up in disgust.

"George, what's going on here?" I asked, trying to get a straight answer out of him.

"The nanny you hired is trying to kill me!" George yelled, his eyes wide with fear.

"What are you talking about?" I said

"She knows I'm allergic to flowers, but she put a whole bunch of them on the table!" George pointed to the table, where a large vase of flowers sat.

I looked at the nanny and said, "You're fired. You're not allowed in this house anymore." I then turned and walked away, leaving the nanny stunned and speechless.

After firing the first nanny, I went to great lengths to find a replacement. I scoured the internet for the perfect candidate, and I thought I had found the one. But what happened next was something I could never have predicted.

It was dinnertime, and we were all gathered around the table. Suddenly, Olivia let out a scream.

"Dad, look at what the nanny has prepared!" she said, her face pale with horror.

I rushed over to her, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe what I saw. There, in the middle of Olivia's plate, was a cockroach, wriggling around in the food.

I turned to the nanny, my eyes filled with rage. "What is the meaning of this?" I demanded.

The nanny looked at me, her face blank. ""Sir, I assure you that I was very neat and clean while preparing the food,"

"Are you suggesting that I put it there?" Olivia cried, her eyes filling with tears.

"You're fired," I said to the nanny, my voice icy. I couldn't believe what was happening. Not only had my children been served food with a cockroach in it, but now they were accusing each other of sabotage. I walked away, my head spinning. This was a nightmare. 😠

"That's what you get for waking us up so early this morning!" Olivia retorted, her fake tears quickly drying up.

The nanny looked at her, her expression one of pure disgust. "You kids are monsters," she spat, before turning on her heel and storming out of the room.

That was the second nanny fired in as many days. I was starting to lose hope that I would ever find someone who could handle my children.

They were clearly impossible to deal with. I decided to try one more time, and I found a new nanny who seemed promising. But what happened next was even more shocking than anything that had come before. 😱

I was sitting in my room when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Charlotte standing there, her face streaked with tears.

"What's wrong, my little princess?"

"I failed all my homework today, and it's all the nanny's fault! She said she would help me, but all she did was make everything worse." she sobbed

I grabbed Charlotte's homework and examined it closely. I couldn't believe my eyes. The nanny had written nonsense all over the pages, making it impossible for Charlotte to pass her assignments.

I was furious. called the nanny to my room. "What the heck is this?" I shouted

"Sir, I swear, this is not what I did, I would never sabotage a child's homework like this."

"So you're saying I'm lying?,You don't believe me? You think I'm making this up?" Charlotte said

"You're fired," I said, my voice cold and final.

The nanny didn't argue or protest. Instead, she simply turned and walked out of the room. As she did, she muttered under her breath, "I don't need this job anyway. Your kids are monsters and heartless."

The door slammed shut behind her, and I was left standing there, stunned.
I had never seen someone act so unprofessionally, and it made me wonder if I had made a terrible mistake in hiring her in the first place.

I turned to Charlotte, who was now wiping her tears away. She looked at me with a smile.

"She's finally gone," she said, her voice quiet.

"You lied to me, Charlotte, You made up a story about the nanny just to get rid of her."

I know, Dad,I'm sorry. I just didn't like her, and I wanted her to go away."

"But why would you do that?" I asked

"She smiled at you! I saw her, Dad. She was flirting with you right in front of me! How could you not see that?"she said
She stormed out of my room before I could reply. I stood there, staring at the door, feeling more confused than ever. I didn't know what to believe anymore.

All I knew was that I needed to find a new nanny - and fast.

And that's how I ended up firing the third, fourth, fifth, and tenth nanny as well. It seemed like no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find someone who could get along with my kids.

I started to wonder if they were even my real children. After all, they were so different from me. I couldn't imagine how I could have produced such stubborn, unruly children.

Was it possible that they were not actually mine?
It was a ridiculous thought, but it was one that kept popping into my head. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind.

I had to get my head on straight. I was getting paranoid, and I needed to snap out of it. My kids were just kids, and they would grow out of this difficult phase eventually. I just needed to be patient and give them the time and space to grow...........