Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 63

63- Feast: My Turn

Sarah pov

When I woke up, my first reaction to the peculiar surroundings was, maybe I was kidnapped and kept in a room. Keith might be living in a nonfancy place, but his bedroom was opposite the exterior of the house.

It was modernly furnished with top–quality wood furniture. A big LED was installed on the ceiling while a high–brand grey colored room fridge was placed in a corner.

“Good morning.” The sleepy voice beside me made me go still and it all started coming back to me. How he started kissing me. How he brought me here to his place and how I came here willingly.

God! We were not even drunk.

And not even for a moment I thought of Justin. The love of my life.

Oh, my God! Wasn’t I engaged to him? Didn’t I just have sex with his best friend on his back?

The thought was enough to make me gag. I sat up straight and realized I was not wearing anything under

the sheets.

“Sarah!” I felt the confusion in Keith’s voice.

“Sorry, Kevin. I need to go.” I tied the sheet around me and got up.

“Did something happen? I mean…” He trailed off when he saw me looking for my clothes, wandering in the room. He was sitting there on the bed silently observing me.

“Nothing happened, Keith Kevin Bernard.” I said without looking at him, “Nothing happened. It’s just that fate is playing with me.”

I found my bra lying under the bed. I hurled all my belongings on my arm and went to the bathroom with the sheet still tightly clutched around me.

“There is an extra toothbrush in there, Sarah.” I heard Keith after locking the door.

“OK!” I answered back and quickly washed my body thoroughly to wipe away the scent of the man. All I wanted to do right now was sit in the shower and cry.

But no. This was not the time. I needed to go back home. I could cry later.

“I hope everything is good!” Keith tried talking to me when I came out of the bathroom. I started brushing my hair with a poker face. I wanted to look presentable while leaving the place. Justin never liked crybabies. And I was not planning to become one.

“Sarah!” He had just touched my shoulder when I shoved away his hand and started scurrying to the door

aggressively.

“Listen, Sarah.” I felt him coming after me, “I know you are disturbed…”

“DISTURBED?” I spun around in resentment, “YOU THINK I AM DISTURBED, KEVIN?” the tears were now flowing down on my cheeks.

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to hold me, but I raised my hands in defensive mode, “See?” I laughed sarcastically, “I spent the night with a man. That

door and

stop!” Keith was coming after me,

I turned to him, “Do you not realize Keith? Justin is

same Justin whose missing wife you were looking

MY FIANCE, KEITH!” I shouted at

He might be lanky but did not seem to budge from his

at me, “WHY DON’T YOU GET THIS THROUGH

SKULL!”

out of me in the form of

tiredly and pulled a chair out, “The man you are running after he is no more there. You are not after Justin

He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a sarcastic smirk on his face, “Have

not have an answer to this. Or maybe I did know the answer,

Sarah… I… think that he has fallen …

my hand and

involved with her.” He screamed behind me. The same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally

Well, I kept walking.

not that girl either. Spare her.

and you will be standing there celebrating my victory.” I nodded at him. He

I strolled out of

Ashley Walters pov

childhood, Justin? I mean without your parents. Does money really buy you all the happiness in

same recliner. His arm was around me and

you anything kitten. Except one.” He touched his

up. He gave a

never happy in life?” I asked him and he this time

might be happy but let’s say, I was never contented.” Brushing his knuckles on my cheek he brought his

How was life

But that warm love feeling was missing. The way a child is supposed to get warm and cuddly hugs from his parents. I missed that. That

because his both arms tightened

this?” He asked me and rolled me over his hard

cheek and a teary giggle escaped my lips, “tell me. Or should I make it

crushing my bones!” I yelped in his

One kiss is not enough.” He pouted and again started tightening

nose tip and then took him by

like

mean she–wolf? I can’t help it, love,” I said fluttering my eyes,

night.”

Now that explains why you are behaving so wildly.” He teased me with a straight face and then slowly his

asked

“You called me… love.”

“What?”

a few minutes back… You called me, love.” He whispered,

into his amber eyes. Shouldn’t he be the one who should confess

love to me?