Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

4- My Husband Tried To…

Justin’s pov

“Hello, Sarah. How is the tour going?” I asked Sarah leaning back my head on the recliner.

“Oh, Justin. I can’t tell you how refreshing it is. I planned initially to run away because of your wedding. But it proved to be a mind booster and refresher.” I could feel her munching something.

“Sarah!” My mood drastically changed due to the reminder that I had to marry against my will, “You and granny wanted it. I did it for you. And now you are playing this blame card as I cheated on you.”

This was not fair to me. It was initially granny’s wish and Sarah favored her.

I knew she loved me but I was getting tired of this blame game now.

The only conditions I put forward were not to see her face and no interference in my life from her side.

No friendship no communication. That was the reason the girl was getting such a big amount. Granny wanted to pay her one million but I knew it was not an easy task to cut yourself from the outside world for one year.

“Hey. I am sorry babe. I just…”

“I will talk to you later, Sarah.” Without listening to her further explanations and apologies I disconnected the call.

It had been three days since my marriage. That unknown girl was keeping part of her bargain.

I hadn’t seen her face but the way she used to cling herself to the mattress initially used to make me smile but after that, I felt sympathy for her.

When my phone started ringing again, I picked it up and canceled it.

Now my fiancée wanted to apologize and wanted to give reasons behind her bitter words.

Last time, she was adamant to know if my wife was beautiful. She didn’t trust me enough that I haven’t seen her face.

She was trying to call me again and again so I decided to put my phone on silent mode.

“Hey, mate!” Keith, my friend came out of the pool and sat on the sun recliner beside me.

“You look hell. What is it?” He asked me while drying himself.

He was my childhood friend and the closest to me. He was the most trustworthy person for handling my business.

I just handed over my phone, “She is trying to contact me. First, they get me married to that maid now they want to know if she is beautiful enough to get banged on my bed.”

“Oh. Ten missed calls! Mate! I think your fiancée has lost it!” He was about to hand me back my phone when he frowned and looked at the screen.

to take this. It’s

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at home? You look worried.” While driving the car, Keith asked me, “Even granny

brushed my fingers through my hair for God knows how many times, “The

brakes with full force making me strangled in my seat belt. I did not

by missing? Is she a piece of jewelry that

to give answers to

loader for me. She was paid to stick her ass to that corner of

we both were screaming at each other and I was hating that girl

fuckin girl to stick to your…” he was

you. If I will pay you double of it, will you stay in a

NOT the one to ask her to marry me. My granny… and my fiancée

your roof and here you are telling me this shit that…” Throwing

was out of the car,

he did not want to drive, I

driving seat, I started the

reached home, granny was sitting there on the couch, holding her

check the cameras?” I snapped looking

were waiting for you. Granny’s BP shot up. Someone had

to take meals to the room found her missing

going out of the boundary. So, she must still

swear once I will get a hold of her, I was going to kick her sweet

behind me,

these secrets. I

look for her

a little, I searched for her in the bathroom and under the bed. She

know why but now there was a terrible sensation in the pit of

private theatre, the indoor games hall… she was nowhere. Man! Where was she? Did she run

that you were leaving? I asked her standing outside

mom and it was seldom

the handle but it seemed

snapped on the

a few minutes, a house help came with a

thin with each passing minute but now I was more worried about the

last, when the door opened I dismissed the

the switches, I ran a careless gaze in the

here. I was about to turn around when I saw some wetness on the white