Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid
Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid By Lisa Salman Chapter 7
7- Old Goat!
Ashley pov:
I was taken into the same bedroom which originally belonged to my husband. I was still scared that my sick husband might return any second.
Though I did trust my handsome savior, but Mother Superior once told me that all wealthy men could never be trusted. They always helped and trusted their own kind.
I was just a maid and a contractual wife of that asshole.
This smart–ass…
I mean this round–assed man might be sincere, but it was silly to trust him.
Once inside the room, I went to the corner where my mattress was lying. My luggage was still not there. I needed to talk about it to this man who was helping me. The one who spent the night with me.
Yeah, I knew that I was blushing.
Hello!” I scrunched my nose when someone waved his hand before my eyes, “Back to the earth, kitten.”
The gorgeous man was frowning at me, “I have been calling you. Where are you?”
Oh! I was in heaven, handsome!
…
“Ah! I … I was … umm…” He was waiting for me quite patiently, “I haven’t got my bags… Mister …” I wanted him to tell me his name.
He kept looking at me and then took a heavy sigh, “Helga will bring you your lunch as it’s past breakfast time.”
“Please stop.” He turned to the door when I called him making him halt in his tracks, “I am Ashley…” I supplied with a shaky grin. He just nodded his head politely and left the room.
I was disappointed.
Earlier in the other room, he seemed more friendly. More approachable.
Once he left, the lanky woman whose name was Helga brought me a tray, “You can let me know if you like anything else. Right now, I brought you beef stew. It’s young master’s favorite.”
She seemed a little aloof. There was no smile no friendliness on her face. Her white hair was tied in a bun and not a single hair was out of place.
The beef stew was the young master’s favorite? Urgh.
She was talking about that man who was my husband. I did not want that food.
The mere thought was making me nauseated.
“Miss Helga!” She looked up while placing the tray on the carpet beside me, “I haven’t got my suitcases. Can you please ask someone to bring those to me?”
The woman who was kneeling beside me bent down and whispered, “I am not here to take
orders, sweetie. Go
“Ex… Excuse me!”
nodded her head, “You can’t order me around. I brought you this meal because I was asked to do so. That doesn’t give you any liberty
know what to say. The bag had my necessities in it. I could not use the whole, male- scented, body wash
comb,
God!
to me? When ma’am Electra De Luca was screaming at me while signing the
How wrong I
the worse. This Helga woman
here seemed to be a pain in the ass. My gaze fell on the covered tray. I slid it towards me and removed the cover. The steaming hot
me realize that I was
that this was
No, thank you.
the tray, I tried to ignore the gargling sounds made by my stomach and laid on the
Closing my eyes, I tried to push myself into oblivion when I
be Helga for collecting the tray. I shut my eyes so that she would not argue with me for not finishing off
see. Your food is still there getting cold, kitten.” I heard his voice and opened my eyes. The man who did not like the idea of telling me his name was
empty stomach.” His voice had
Helga entered inside with the medicine box, “Alex asked
busily and then her eyes landed on the tray, “Good God! You haven’t even started eating it?” This time
but her acting skills
like the taste. Ask
this stew. Is it that bad?” She was trying to be naughty, but his eyes were on
he just had
I was
servant who was not allowed to leave the room for
meal.
it because he closed his eyes in exasperation
the room. For a moment Helga
“Master! …”
dipped down,
Helga!” She was not expecting
“Yes, dear?”
you?” I asked her sweetly. She seemed to be taken aback by the query. So was the
chuckled
not supposed to start my meal until and unless you get my bag for me.” I stretched
Ah! Silence!
I told her sweetly. She seemed to have lost her voice. Her mouth was opened but
Ha–ha. She seemed funny.
would… Now I remember.” She facepalmed with squeaky laughter, “I am sorry. I will just get your suitcase and bag for you.” She turned on
the tray in front, “But for me, it’s Helga who
a meat piece on it and extended his arm towards my mouth, “You need your energy, kitten.” Instead of opening my mouth, I sealed it tightly
up a brow waiting
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