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.

came out of the class

button-down shirt with black dress pants, he

his light beard and long curls across

with the principal and students were talking to him, telling

knows what.

felt his gaze on me. Ignoring the look,

to Gerald’s

Justin’s pov

standing outside her class to surprise her, but momentarily I

the University Dean as

was taking the rounds came and stood beside me.

about the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to get

getting out of the

me and

girl I wanted to see was nowhere

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

then

Just like that.

from everyone and went

making her a call but no response. So, after waiting for

home?” “Just about to

me busily.

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

couldn’t find her

serious?” She asked me worriedly, “If you

IT department.” “IT? Why IT?” “Gerald studies there. It’s

I started toying with my

Gerald?

was not receiving my call. I

some mistake and offended her in any

walking to my office when I heard

of our psychology department, “I

me with a

come.” I opened the door for him. I

fifties, and I always made it a point

especially

discussing the

clicked in my

I closed the file and looked up, “Can I

is

seemed a little speechless because I never talked about anything

anyone except my work.

of mine. He was involved with

her away for some reason.” I rolled my lips between

more suitable words.

his glasses and leaned

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

he thought the girl’s life

stayed quiet, patiently waiting

wanted it that way to keep

back in his life. They both want to start everything afresh.

… does show that she loves

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

what my friend thinks…”

blinked in his eyes, but

explain this to you but… this guy…

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

back. Can you suggest something? To win

need to win her back. It seems she

might love this

a sigh of relief and was about

“he might have won her love, yet this guy

up at

love, but she would be hell scared now

do to her again.

“But the guy

choice. The girl was never

I tried to argue forgetting momentarily that

be for my

know. But we can’t make choices on behalf

in that guy. The guy

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

choices. And only a blind

quiet

a psychologist on his behalf? About his love

was burning my face trying to bore

straight into his eyes and said confidently,

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

relationship and for this girl.

tightlipped smile and nodded at him. I

one who was lucky.

want to know, Mr. Deluca?” “No. I

much.” I said while shaking his hand across

boy to make an effort.