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 the night with a man. That too his

the bedroom door and went out to what seemed like a dining

stop!” Keith was coming after me, “I’ll

you not realize Keith? Justin is your friend and my fiancé. We just cheated on his

now, “The same Justin whose missing wife you were looking for last

I shouted at

did not seem to

shouted back at me, “WHY DON’T YOU GET

SKULL!”

was now coming out of

Sarah.” He said tiredly and pulled a chair out, “The man you are running after he is no more there. You are not after Justin but only his silhouette.” He plopped

did not let me speak, “Shh. Quiet now!” He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a sarcastic smirk on his face, “Have you ever

Or maybe I did know the answer, but I did not want to acknowledge

think… Sarah… I… think that

I raised my hand and turned

your eyes, you can’t escape the reality, Sarah. He is getting involved with her.” He screamed behind me. The same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally honest all his

Well, I kept walking.

Listen. The problem is NOT Justin’s marriage here. It’s not that girl either. Spare her.

there celebrating my victory.” I nodded at him. He

that, I strolled out of

Ashley Walters pov

without your parents. Does money

the same recliner. His arm was around me and we both were chilling by the pool

you anything kitten. Except one.” He

gave a quick peck on

life?” I asked him and he this

I was never contented.” Brushing his knuckles on my cheek he brought his face closer

tell me. How was

to get warm and cuddly hugs from his parents. I missed that. That

sounded teary because his both arms tightened around me

me and rolled

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

in his tight

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

my palms on his chest, I took my lips to his nose tip

act like a

love,” I said fluttering my eyes, “I watched a

night.”

teased me with a straight face and then slowly

asked

“You called me… love.”

“What?”

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

went quiet after that and looked into his amber eyes. Shouldn’t he be

love to me?