Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

24- My Wife’s Birthday

Ashley Walters pov

How did he know that it was my birthday? Nobody knew except me or my orphanage staff and friends.

“I did not know how your friend dug me out and called me.” He raised his hand which held his phone, “She wanted to wish you, on your birthday.”

Aniya?

I felt tears quickly welling up in my eyes. I missed her so much. I blinked back the tears and was about to open my mouth to thank him when I realized that I was no more talking to him.

Ignoring him, I started getting rid of my shoes and sat on the carpet to take off my socks. He crouched down before me and started helping me with it.

I wanted to stop him but how. I did not want to talk. He was the one I got married to. He showed me his friendlier side and hid the fact from me that he was my husband.

His granny told me that I was not allowed to talk to him. I had this image in my mind of a bratty boy who still wore diapers.

He proved to be the opposite. He was kind, empathetic, funny, and caring. But now I could not let

my guard down.

Taking off my socks, he started massaging my feet sending strange but delicious tingles traveling up to all the sensitive spots of my body.

Slowly I freed my feet from his hands and sat cross-legged. My eyes were on the carpet.

“Kitten…” His voice dropped when his phone started ringing.

“I think this is for you.” He handed me his phone and stood up.

I received the call and spoke, “Hello.”

I saw him walking to the study table and started going through the small notes slid by him.

“Bitch! Happy birthday!” Aniya screamed into the phone making me keep it

away from my ear, “You, dork. Why is your phone not responding? You did not even try to contact us. We thought something bad happened to you. You might have died or something. Where is your phone? Last night an in-charge told us that you are doing ok at the Deluca household. How are they as employers? Have you met their son? I saw his picture in a newspaper. He is a treat to the eyes….”

Gosh! Aniya hadn’t changed one bit. She was jumping from one subject to another like a tornado.

“By the way. You are already working in the Deluca family. So why this second job? That too at this odd hour? I told him that I will call at noon, but he said you usually catch up on your sleep so it’s better if I call you at this hour. Is it really him? Did I talk to Justin Deluca?”

Stop.” I could not help the laughter erupting from my mouth, “Breathe! And let

me breathe too!”

the way, you need to make it quick. There is a

the orphanage we used to wait in

just to talk

could accommodate fifty girls, but we all were like

as soon as possible. They might be paying you well. Right?” I went quiet and saw Justin’s back. I hope Aniya’s voice could not

embarrassed. They talked to me one by one, and I kept

inch from his place. He kept himself busy reading some business-related

I was done with all my Eden Garden friends, Aniya again

I am using someone else’s phone.” I tried to whisper into the phone.

from Mother Superior’s friend. Initially, I was hesitant to

causing Justin to turn back and smirk, “Shut up. Ok?”

that Justin was no more my employer. I was married to this hot guy. After disconnecting the call, I stood up and went to Justin.

uttering any word, I just placed the phone near his book on the table.

book, “Your friend told me that it was your birthday. So… I told her you are out for your job.” Standing up, his brows furrowed, and he came closer to me, “You

helped me out

not respond to him. He took my jacket and placed it near an iron

stand.

His hands again went inside his pockets. I stared at his face and

not talk to him.

accept my mistake.” I did not budge and pretended as if I

Wait a sec.” He went to the study table and picked up the marker. Now he was

think it

his eyes lit up. He went to the desk and picked up another marker. Heading to the door, he uncapped a marker and wrote on

IS YOUR

nodded with a smile and extended his hand to give me the other marker

Silly! Right?

the marker, I closed the gap and wrote under his question, “IT’S GOING

“YOU ARE NOT EATING YOUR DORITOS,

the marker, I jotted, “I WAS

“KITTEN!” He wrote.

those sad

My eyes shot up at that. He was trying to control his mirth. I

how to respond to

SORRY, KITTEN.” After writing it he kept looking at

FOR A FEW MORE DAYS, I