Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 25

25- Best Birthday Celebration

Ashley Walters pov

What did I just hear? Justin telling someone that he had a wife? That he was married? Wasn’t it supposed to be a secret wedding?

We were supposed to be friends. Despite being spouses, we were not allowed to get close. Nobody should know that I was his secret wife.

With mixed emotions, I closed the door.

Electra Deluca would kill me if she came to know that the secret was out.

I will be the one bearing its consequences. Not him.

I laid back on my mattress and was about to close my eyes when my gaze fell on our chat written on the back of the door.

A smile spread on my lips. What were we? Teenagers?

His handwriting was stable, fluid, and legible. It seemed strange compared to my handwriting which was small and appeared like a kid trying to write his first letters.

Even our writing styles were different.

Thinking about him, my eyes fluttered closed. In my dreams he was there, still smiling, writing something on the door.

This time his writing was so small that I needed to get closer to read it. He availed the chance and grabbed me from behind. It was when he turned me to him then I realized he was shirtless.

“This is a dream. Right?” I asked him and he chuckled nodding his head at me.

I reached up and started touching his muscles.

are so

my eyes, “I think we are still not on talking terms.” His

and take advantage. It doesn’t happen daily that my crush shows up

I looked around and groaned. I was just about to kiss

Why? Oh, why?

My breakfast was about to arrive so it was better if

and came out after taking a shower. I chose to

out the watch from my skirt’s

like it or not. I hope he

put it inside my shorts pocket when I dropped

“Happy birthday to you.”

cake with a single candle lighting up. Yup, the same man who I was about to kiss. I quickly picked it up and shoved it inside my

to the door, “As you don’t want to talk

there, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,

that, he held my hand and brought me to the bed, “Cut the cake.” Pushing a knife in my hand he gestured towards the cake, “Go ahead.

by

on, Ashley! Do

and blew out the candle. He clapped and started singing, “Happy birthday to

near his mouth. With a smirk, he opened his mouth and was about to take the

tried to smile with my mouth full of

Yummy.

not take it anymore and started laughing with

that cake now!” He

saying anything as I was still not talking to him, I

nose tip. He squinted his eyes

and started searching for a place

booming voice calling my name. Left with no choice, I ran towards the door at warp speed and