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.

slumped shoulders, I came out of the class and halted in my

dress pants, he had

Those dark shades complemented his light beard and

and students were talking to him, telling him

knows what.

hard lump and felt his gaze on me. Ignoring

headed to Gerald’s

Justin’s pov

was standing outside her class to surprise her,

University

the rounds came and stood beside me.

approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him

started getting out of the

seemed everyone wanted to talk to me and had a

I wanted to see was

she came. There was an exhausted look on her face. Our eyes met

and then she went

Just like that.

excused myself from everyone and went after her, but

a call but no response.

home?” “Just about

me busily.

Ashley there, yet?” “Why would she come here, Justin? She

attending her classes.” ‘Yeah. I couldn’t find her so thought to ask

it? Is it something serious?” She asked me

IT department.” “IT? Why IT?” “Gerald

After I hung up, I started toying with my

Gerald?

tried her phone but still, she was not

mistake and offended her in any

walking to my office when I heard Mr. Christopher

head of our psychology department, “I have

me with a

I opened

but he was a short man in his fifties, and I always made it a point to

especially

down and we started discussing the

clicked in my

closed the file and looked up, “Can I get some advice from you

friend is facing these

speechless because I never talked about anything

anyone except my work.

a friend of mine. He was involved with a

my lips between my teeth to

more suitable words.

Vincent took off his glasses and leaned

girl. The involvement was

because he thought the girl’s

patiently waiting

to keep her safe.

They both want to start everything

She … does show that she loves

love him freely. That’s what

what my friend thinks…”

blinked in his eyes, but he

Vincent how to explain this

in his life. He is very much in love. And don’t know

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

to win her back. It seems

She might love

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

might have won her love, yet this guy needs to

looked up at

love, but she would be hell scared now because she

that guy would do to her again. Whatever the reason she was hurt

And now she is insecure.” “But the guy was equally hurt.”

was

to argue forgetting momentarily that it was

be for

make choices on behalf of other people, Mr. Deluca.

she doesn’t have faith in that guy.

at every step, he needs to let her know that he

her choices. And only a blind

got quiet

to consult a psychologist on his behalf? About his

was burning my face trying to bore a

eyes and said confidently, “he did.” ‘Then if

he is ready to work on it, then that’s a

and for this girl. The girl I must say is

smile and nodded at him. I wish

one who was lucky.

Mr. Deluca?” “No. I think I have

much.” I said while shaking his hand across

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