Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

102- Apology T o Gerald

Ashley’s pov:

The first message from Justin: “Hello, love. Hope you keep your bag ready for the

mansion visit that is due this evening.”

The phone pinged again and there was a second message from him: “Oh, and one

more thing. I love you. (A kissing emoji)

A smile made its way to my lips when I read his message on my phone.

The professor who was sitting in his seat and was waiting for us to finish our class

assignment gave that look full of warning.

“Sorry,” I mouthed and resumed writing the fu*cking note on the importance of color

schemes in an interior, that I had the least interest in.

The whole class was busy writing, God knows what. Then something clicked my mind,

I smiled and started writing…

[Not enough ideas? Fall in love.

You want to bring colors to your interior? Fall in love.

Because love is something that will change the perception of everything in your life.

Whether it’s your profession, home, or your color scheme.]

I kept writing until my fingers ached.

After I got done with the note, I handed it over to a fellow for submission. The moment

the professor was out of the class, a girl whose name might be Tara or Fara… I don’t

remember… came inside running.

“Oh, you are late, baby girl!” Someone teased her for coming late and as usual,

Rayan was one of them.

‘You won’t believe me,” She was kind of panting, “I… I saw Justin Deluca.” My heart

missed a beat.

“What about him?” Rayan asked her while his eyes were on me.

“He was in our department a few minutes back. I thought it must be a coincidence but

noooo. He is again here standing outside.”

There seemed to be chaos among the girls.

‘What? Justin Deluca is here?” “He hardly comes out of his office.” “Oh, God. I need a

touch-up.”

A girl took out her small kit and started fixing her face.

“Hey!” the girl from the other corner came to me and pointed to her pink blouse, “do

you have lip color in this shade?” The disappointment was evident on her face when I

shook my head.

Hello! He is not single. And absolutely not ready to mingle. Except with me of course.

The hot dude is my husband. I wanted to tell all of them.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that he was mine and only mine. With a

quivering smile, I sat back in my seat observing the girls around me.

I was so scared. Justin had a reason when he dumped me. But my heart. I feared rerejection.

What if he denies my existence again? What if I tell Justin that I love him, and he

again sends me away? Then what?

‘You should come out after putting something on your face,” Rayan muttered as he

walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to someone else. But I knew he

was speaking to me.

I gathered my books quite tiredly and stood up from my seat. The girls who were now

done with their makeup were going out of the class.

Everyone wanted to get out of there, but I just wanted to stay back.

out of the class and halted in my

dress pants,

his light beard and long curls

standing with the principal and students were talking to him,

knows what.

gaze on me.

headed to Gerald’s

Justin’s pov

class to surprise her, but momentarily I had forgotten that

University

the rounds came and stood beside

approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off my

getting out of the

to me and had a problem

girl I wanted to see was

There was an exhausted look on her face. Our

then she went

Just like that.

myself from everyone and

I tried making her a call but no

Are you home?”

me busily.

come here, Justin? She must

classes.” ‘Yeah. I couldn’t

it something serious?” She

IT department.” “IT? Why IT?”

I hung up, I started toying

Gerald?

she was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if

some mistake and offended her in any

to my office when I heard Mr. Christopher Vincent’s

“I have an appointment with you.”

me with a

opened the door

fifties, and

everyone, especially elderly

discussing the annual reports when out of

clicked in

and looked up, “Can

my friend is

a little speechless because I never talked about anything

anyone except my work.

of mine. He was

her away for some reason.” I rolled my lips between my teeth to come up

more suitable words.

took off his glasses and leaned back in

this girl. The involvement was

from his life because he thought

waiting for

wanted it that way to keep her safe. Now

want to

She … does show that she loves him. But

She is not able to love him freely. That’s what

what my friend thinks…”

blinked in his eyes, but he

to explain this

his life. He is very much in love. And don’t know what to do and how

something? To win

doesn’t need to win her back. It seems

might

a sigh of relief and was about to smile when Mr.

paused, “he might have won her love, yet this guy needs to win her trust

at him

might be in love, but she would be hell scared now because she doesn’t

to her again. Whatever the reason she was hurt

now she is insecure.” “But the guy was

girl was never given this

Mr. Vincent.” I tried to argue forgetting momentarily that

be for my

But we can’t make choices on behalf of other people,

she doesn’t have faith in that guy. The guy must win her trust.

every step, he needs to let her know that he not only cares

her choices. And only a blind

got quiet after

friend ask you to consult a psychologist

time his gaze was burning my face

I looked straight into his eyes and said confidently, “he did.”

ready to work on it,

for this relationship and for this girl. The girl I must say is quite lucky.”

him. I wish I could tell him that

one who was lucky.

to know, Mr. Deluca?” “No. I think I have got my

so much.” I said while shaking

this boy to make an effort. To respect