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?”

my hands loosened around her neck, she

hand difference does it make if you are THE YOUNG MISTRESS

“What

my patience and I needed to do something about that. She

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

at one point even I could not

the time to show

the first thing would be to talk to

were my constant

hallway when the phone I was

Sean!

“Yes, Sean!”

by now. Right?” I frowned and looked at my phone if it was really

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

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

living here?

gave me an ultimatum not to show my face or my

dumbfounded for

you have got

petty maid. And now you are trying to put the blame on me?

my chipped nail

study, “I will talk to you later, Sean.” He was trying to say something, but I

to the study door and pushed it open without

need to be vigilant and keep an eye on her.” He spoke,

disconnected the call.

that maid. He was asking someone to keep

tell him

not sleeping, Sarah.” He started collecting his paperwork

awake. What are

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

the way.

I needed to be careful about it. Helga and Sean were out of the house because of that girl, “I… was here to…

nodded his

maid… I mean Ashley…” Gosh. That slip of the tongue, “She is going out at night?

Sarah.” He smiled, “Nobody would come