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.

shoulders, I came out of the class and halted

white button-down shirt with black dress

light beard and long curls across

principal and students were talking to him,

knows what.

his gaze on me. Ignoring

headed to

Justin’s pov

outside her class to surprise her,

the University

rounds came and

about the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to

started getting out of the

wanted to talk to me and had a problem with something

the girl I wanted to see was nowhere in

an exhausted look on her face. Our

moment and then

Just like that.

politely excused myself from everyone and went after

call but no response. So,

you home?” “Just about to leave. Why?”

me busily.

would she come here, Justin? She must

‘Yeah. I couldn’t find her so thought to

it? Is it something serious?” She asked

department.” “IT?

toying with

Gerald?

was not

and offended her in any

walking to my office when I heard Mr.

department, “I have an appointment with you.”

me with

come.” I opened the door for him. I might be

fifties, and I always made it

everyone, especially elderly

down and we started discussing the annual reports when

in

Vincent.” I closed the file and looked up, “Can I get some

is facing these

because I never

anyone except my work.

mine. He was involved with a girl and had

for some reason.” I rolled my lips between my

more suitable words.

took off his glasses and leaned back

was involved with this girl. The involvement was quite deep, but he had to

life because he thought the girl’s life was in

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for me

time, he wanted it that way to keep

want to start

She … does show that she loves him. But sometimes

is not able to love him freely. That’s what I think… I

what my friend thinks…”

blinked in his eyes, but he didn’t say

this to you but… this

very much in love. And don’t know what to do and how to

Can you suggest something? To win her back?” “But

doesn’t need to win her back. It seems

might love

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

won her love, yet this guy needs to win her

looked up at him in

she would

again.

the guy was equally hurt.” ‘Yes. He

him, it was his choice. The girl was never given this choice.”

Vincent.” I tried to argue forgetting momentarily

be for my

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

say, she doesn’t have faith in that guy. The guy must

he needs to let her know that he not only cares for

only a blind trust would

got quiet

consult a psychologist on his

time his gaze was burning my face trying to

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

ready to work

for this girl. The girl I

him. I wish I could tell him that I

one who was lucky.

you want to know, Mr. Deluca?” “No. I think I

so much.” I said while shaking his hand across

boy to make an effort. To respect her wishes. Her