Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid
Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid By Lisa Salman Chapter 42
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Sarah pov
“Happy birthday, Justin! Happy birthday to dear Justin! Happy birthday to you!” I was trying to mimic Pashley and my friends were laughing their lungs out, holding their tummies.
“Stop it, Sarah!” Nadia pressed her face with her palms, “My cheeks hurt!”
“No. Now listen up!” Shella stood up and went to the door. She turned and started walking to us with a straight posture and stoic expression.
Oh my God! She was mimicking Justin.
“Hey, Ashley!” She looked towards me trying to make her voice a little heavier, “What is this all about?”
“Oh, Justin! My husband! Today is your birthday, right? I brought a cake for you.” I fluttered my eyes and joined my palms, “Please accept it, your highness!”
“What? Your Highness?” Nadia again started laughing, “You two are funny!”
“Cake? Where is the cake, Pashley?” Shella asked me in a stern tone.
“Oh,” I picked up a disposable plate and brought it to her face, “Here is the cake, your highness. I will be highly obliged if you will honor me by cutting this cake!”
“Hmm!” Shella examined the plate and then quickly put the plate on Nadia’s face, “Eat this cake, Pashley!
That’s what you deserve!”
Had it been a cake, Nadia would have had cream all over her face. By now we all were again laughing, lying on the carpeted floor.
After a few minutes when we controlled it, all three of us were holding our tummies, “I wish I could
witness the insult on her face.”
This was Nadia. She was right. I too wished I could see the look on her face.
“Is it possible if we can at least eavesdrop outside the door?” Shella’s suggestion was tempting but impractical.
“Don’t you even dare to try it, girls!” I was abruptly serious, “Justin would skin off our bodies.”
That made my friends go quiet.
I might be his fiancée, but he would take it as a breach of privacy.
Ashley Walters pov:
room, Justin used to join me after about five to ten minutes. Keeping that time slot in mind, I
polished watch was still
me to buy a cake mix and bake it in the kitchen. But I could not afford
be a surprise
inside my room, I quickly got off my jacket and locked
dress in order to look nice for
off. After wearing the red colored floral dress that had white polka mini dots on
out the cake and lit a candle on it
“Oh. Shit!… COMING!”
box. Oh crap! I did not have any plate to place the cake. How could I forget
Doesn’t matter!
do the job. I lit the candle and
all right?”
gimme one minute!” Giving it a quick glance,
I could detect frown
to you! Happy birthday to dear, Justin. Happy birthday to you… May you have many
he was taken aback, and a smile glowed
his forehead and turned
held his arm, “Come. Let’s cut
to the bed and sat on the edge,
for your age, Mr. Deluca!” hurriedly went to
Cut the cake.” I
should have asked him. I could
a smile to his face, “And … do you have my gift?” He cocked up
took out the watch safely packed, “Here. The present
off his watch that he was already wearing but
“Absolutely gorgeous!”
cleared his throat. Mischief was dancing in those
could I
am sorry… Justin…
ok.” He ruffled my hair fondly, “I
smiled again a little over brightly. There
and started rolling up his sleeves, “Where
proper… You look more handsome in your rolled up sleeves:”
to bite my tongue.
will be this way. Now, where is the knife, Ashley?” He
“I
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