Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 22

22- No More Virgin Maid

Sarah’s pov

“Welcome, Ms. Walters. So, this is how you will honor your agreement?” She was not expecting me to discover her secret.

So, she was going out, enjoying her life while also trying to lure her trophy husband. She was cunning beyond my expectations.

I was enjoying her shocked face. She swallowed her spit and took off her old, shabby black jacket that was oversized like the rest of her usual clothes.

Wait a minute. The skirt she was wearing had better fitting tonight.

“What were you doing outside? You do know that your contract requires you to stay here in this very room. And here! Look at you! You are busy sleeping around.”

She shook her head and started taking an old watch off her wrist. A low chuckle escaped my lips when I realized that it was a man’s watch.

“Whose watch are you wearing? You have started picking pockets too, maid?” She closed her eyes and blew a long–held breath.

“You won’t spare me. Will you?” She started taking off her dirty shoes that she was not allowed to place here.

“What would you do if Justin would come to know that you are using his room’s window for quenching your desire!” Still ignoring me she started loosening her braid.

“Why do you want to inform him about me going out, Sarah?” She asked me tiredly.

“First of all, don’t you dare call me Sarah. Just like Justin is called young master by the

servants. You should call me young mistress!” I did not know what she found so funny that she started laughing.

“What? Why are you laughing?” She seemed a little confident tonight after recovering from her initial shock.

“You calling yourself mistress is quite hilarious. I do know that you are nothing but a mistress.” She batted her eyes just like I did when we last talked at that dining table.

The way she twisted my words was enough for me to kill her. In an instant, I closed the distance between us and held her by her neck.

“You little piece of shit!” I scathed with anger, “Do you know the consequences of calling me, mistress?”

“And do YOU know the consequences for holding me by my neck IFFFF by any chance Justin would come to know?”

of my hands loosened around

hand difference does it make if you are

“What

do something about that. She would only

are his wife. Then be ready to face him, lass!” I was trying

household feared Justin except me. However, at one point even I could

the time to show her

my wrath, I marched out of the room. In the morning, the first thing would be to talk

my constant

was still in the hallway when the phone

Sean!

“Yes, Sean!”

and looked at my phone if it was really him. He never talked to me

We can talk.” I was about to disconnect the call when his voice stopped

place for the time being. Granny promised

living here?

to show my face or my existence in the house. He even slapped

dumbfounded

That’s what you have got

And now you are trying to put the blame on me? This is not happening,

examining my chipped nail

abruptly, when I saw the lights inside Justin’s study, “I will talk to you later, Sean.” He was

awake? I slowly went to the study door and pushed it open without knocking. Justin was talking to

and keep an eye on her.” He

disconnected the call.

knew he was talking about that maid. He was asking someone to keep an eye on

needed to tell him

collecting

also awake. What

Asian countries. And you know quite well we need to accommodate them due to

said busily, “By the way. Why are you

Sean were out of the house because of that girl, “I… was

nodded his

“She is going out at night? I mean your marriage was supposed to stay secret. Granny would be upset if this secret

He smiled, “Nobody would come