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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I sobbed, “Behind his back and could not keep it in. I …” I cried. Kevin tried to hold me, but I raised my hands in defensive mode, “See?” I laughed sarcastically, “I spent

door and

after me,

to him, “Do you not realize Keith? Justin is your friend

seemed frustrated by now, “The same Justin whose missing wife you were looking

I shouted at him and

be lanky but did not seem to budge from

he shouted back at me, “WHY

SKULL!”

out of me in the

said tiredly and pulled a chair out, “The man you are running after he is no more there. You

He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a

to this. Or maybe I did know the answer, but I

Sarah… I… think that he

hand and turned

same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally honest all his life. He not only came after me

Well, I kept walking.

Justin’s marriage here. It’s not that

I was no more crying, “I can’t breathe when he is not here, Keith. I just can’t. I promise you, Keith Kevin Bernard. Soon Justin will throw her out and you will be standing there celebrating my victory.” I nodded at him. He was listening to me silently. Not giving any response, “When she will be out of his life. He

I strolled out of his

Ashley Walters pov

your childhood, Justin? I mean without your parents. Does money

recliner. His arm was around me and we both were

can buy you anything kitten. Except one.” He

He gave a quick peck on my

in life?” I asked him and he this

contented.” Brushing his knuckles on my cheek he brought his face

tell me. How was life

way a child is supposed to get warm and cuddly hugs from his parents. I missed that. That little Ashley inside me yearns for that. I was very little when I decided, I will not only have lots of kids but will never abandon

sounded teary because his both arms tightened around

me and rolled me over his hard body, pasting his

a teary giggle escaped my lips, “tell me. Or should I

I yelped in his tight embrace and reached over to kiss

One kiss is not enough.” He pouted and

tip and then

Don’t act like

said fluttering my eyes, “I watched a

night.”

that explains why you are behaving so wildly.” He teased me

asked

“You called me… love.”

“What?”

mean… just a few minutes back… You called

quiet after that and looked into his amber eyes. Shouldn’t he be the one who should confess

love to me?