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 handsome,

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

maybe…” I lifted myself on my toes, “We should quit talking and take advantage. It doesn’t happen daily that my crush shows up in my dream.” I whispered. Our lips were about to touch when my eyes

groaned. I was just about to kiss his lips.

Why? Oh, why?

breakfast was about to arrive so it

band, I went to the bathroom and came out after taking a shower. I chose to wear

watch from my skirt’s pocket that I bought for

he would like it

tried to put it inside my

“Happy birthday to you.”

the same man who I was about to kiss.

on the bed and quickly went to the door, “As you don’t want to talk to me

there, HAPPY

the bed, “Cut the cake.” Pushing a knife in my hand he gestured

he used to call me by my name or by the word kitten. It used to

on, Ashley! Do

him and blew out the candle. He clapped

his mouth. With a smirk, he opened his mouth and was about

tried to smile with my

Yummy.

kept frowning all confused and shocked, I could not take

now!” He

to him, I cut another slice and

nose tip. He squinted his eyes to look at it. Before he

started searching for

I heard his booming voice calling my name. Left with no choice, I ran towards the door