Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 65

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 65

65-Darkness

Ashley Walters pov

“Ma’am. Are you the same woman who got a snake bite?” the cotton candy man asked me while handing over the thin bamboo sticks to me.

When I nodded, he examined me from head to toe, “I hope you are doing well now.”

“Oh, yes I am.” I started munching one of the beauties in my hands, “Thanks for asking.”

“Who is he by the way?” He threw a casual gaze at Justin who was standing at some distance, “I think I have seen him somewhere.”

“Oh, he is my husband. People often confuse him with some movie star.” I faked a laugh and paid him the amount.

This morning I insisted Justin take a walk outside. We were about to go back home the next day and my heart was sinking by just thinking of it.

I did not want to return home. The politics I used to face from Sarah might take a toll on my mental health in the future. Here I was happy with Justin. He and me. A perfect couple.

I wanted to enjoy these two days to the fullest. Here I had Justin only to myself. No office work. No official meetings.

Throwing the not–so–important thoughts in the backyard of my brain I pasted a smile on my face.

“He was confusing you with someone.” I informed Justin and offered him cotton candy, “but I told him, he is no celebrity. He is my husband.”

Justin’s face seemed to lit up at the mention of the word husband. Oh, how I adored that handsome face

to stare at

are obsessed with these!” Justin shook his head when he saw me managing four cotton

sticks in my hands.

said and started eating the cotton candy from all four sticks at once, “some of us do need

tell that. After last night you do need your energy after

What did he just

his shoulder when I found it shaking with mirth, “Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed between clenched teeth, “Why you are letting these people know that…” I stopped and looked around,

to hide the blush on my cheeks. No matter how much confident I felt during the night, the daylight

did not want to discuss it in the

a little more special because on my insistence he penetrated

had been

Mind–blowing!

him happy and I did what I could to get him a

me back to where we were. The cotton candies were

I again hit his shoulder, “Stop reminding me

when all those explicit images from last night flashed through

in a serious tone, but I

want more cotton candy.” I pouted making his jaw drop

You will spike your sugar level. Do you know what

was a little unsure when I

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

that energy out. So, what

rubbing the sticky and syrupy cotton

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