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

are obsessed with these!” Justin shook his head when

sticks in my hands.

I said and started eating the cotton candy from all four sticks at

your energy after all.” He said with a poker face and

What did he just

mirth, “Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed

to bend down my neck to hide the blush on my

just did not want to

had been a little more special because on my insistence he penetrated me, and I

it had

Mind–blowing!

taught me how to make him happy and I did what I could to

about last night, love?” His voice brought me back to where we were. The cotton candies were forgotten

hit his shoulder,

those explicit images from last night flashed through

you like it?” He asked me in a serious tone, but I could see that glint dancing

I pouted making his

You will spike your sugar level. Do you know what happens

little unsure when I

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

take that energy out. So, what

rubbing the sticky and

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