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?”

away, When the grip of my

if you are THE

“What

and I needed to do something about that.

him, lass!” I was trying to scare her, and she was not one bit

at one point even I could not dare to argue with

to show her true colors to

I marched out of the room. In the morning, the first thing would be to talk to him. Shella and Nadia had already moved to their home this noon

were my constant

hallway when the phone I was holding started

Sean!

“Yes, Sean!”

by now. Right?” I frowned and looked at my phone if it was really him. He never

the dining area. We can talk.” I was about to

for the time being. Granny promised me that she would take care of my

are not living

me an ultimatum not to show my face or my existence in the house. He even slapped me…

dumbfounded for

what you have got to

You tried to take advantage of that petty maid. And now you are trying to put the blame on

kept examining my chipped nail

to you later, Sean.” He was trying to say something, but I

pushed it open without knocking. Justin was talking to someone

keep an eye on her.” He spoke, nodded,

disconnected the call.

someone to keep an eye on

tell him about

are not sleeping, Sarah.” He started collecting his

awake. What are you doing

know quite

the

I …” I needed to be careful about it. Helga and Sean were out of the house because

nodded his head, “Speak

out at night? I mean your marriage was supposed to

Sarah.” He smiled, “Nobody would come to