Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid by Lisa Salman Chapter 12

12- Claiming Justice

Ashley pov:

I had fallen asleep on the bed in his arms. I did not know why he did not insist me to go back to my mattress, but I liked his closeness.

The next morning, I woke up when a maid knocked the door for bringing my breakfast. The moment she placed the tray and left, I quickly went to the bathroom and took shower. Justin was no more there beside me.

It did not feel good to eat something without his company. I sat on the bed and removed the lid. When I was placing the lid on the nightstand, my eyes caught a piece of paper. I picked it up and unfolded it.

“Hello, Kitten. I am leaving some more Dorito bags. Enjoy them. And yes! You are ALLOWED to watch TV. Ok? Don’t get bored. Once I will be back you can help me with some more calculations.”

I was horrified when I realized I was tracing his firm handwriting under my thumb. Oh, Justin. I miss you. I just can’t wait for you to return and give me company.

He was a true gentleman who was funny, and mischievous and never tried to touch me without my consent. Helped me in the bathroom when I got my period.

How can a man like him was still single? Oh, was he single or committed? I don’t think he would find anything special in me when I was just a maid in this house.

Almost a nobody.

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Sarah pov:

changed around here. The place, the Deluca house that used to open its arms for me like I was a

my friends here just to let them see how I was treated by Electra Deluca.

mom to Justin. She had been serving him since he was

continued her job even

something about this

it was Ashley indeed. I needed to show her who was the boss of the house. Justin could not

business partner, I

kick the girl out of his life and

when I saw

early, sweet!” Granny hugged me and kept

to get scared by her. I knew she was a difficult person. However, she

would see me married to Justin before her

Where is he?” I looked around

placed the back of my hand on her forehead, “You

nothing is happening to me. I am not dying before getting you married to Justin.” Her gaze dropped to my friends, “How are you two, girls? Enjoyed the trip? Please have a seat!” Shella and Nadia sat on the sofa placing their handbags on the Centre table, “We will be going back to our

nights with me in this house. I