Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

35–Bingo

Ashley Walters pov

I was out in the daylight after such a long time. However, I was expecting a uniformed chauffeur not Justin to drive us to the mall.

During the drive, I kept looking outside the window instead of giving company to the hot driver sitting beside me.

Justin took me to all the branded shops where I started trying different skirts and tops. The salesgirl there was too helpful and too jolly. There was just one problem. The poor thing was squinted. While she was talking to me her eyes had been on Justin the entire time.

She kept suggesting me cocktail dresses too.

“Who wears a cocktail dress at home?” I tried to argue with the girl.

“You will when you will attend some official dinner or party,” Justin said casually going through dresses hanging on a railing.

“Excuse me?” I turned before going inside the trial room, “What kind of official dinner?”

“The ones where you will accompany me.” He said indifferently and started pulling a few gowns out of the pile.

“Here. Try these as well!” He did not let me think much about what he said earlier. Of course, why he would take me with him on those dinners?

I was not presentable enough. I did not know how to carry a decent conversation with an executive.

The task that was supposed to take just thirty minutes took hours. I kept coming out of the trial room wearing different dresses to get the approval of his highness. Justin kept rejecting most of the outfits and kept asking the girl to show something new. By now, the shop owner who was a lady and knew Justin personally was also standing there.

My body tensed initially because I still did not want to tell anyone, especially from his close circle that what was my relationship with him. I was still scared of Electra Deluca.

Yet, the owner woman seemed too sweet and did not drill either of us with her prying questions.

When it was time to pay, Justin handed over his card to the owner and eyed me with concern, “Hungry?”

By now my face must have looked tired. Spending a few nights at my job transformed me into a night owl. I could stay awake at night and my days made me act like a sluggish bum.

“I am not hungry.” I leaned my head on his shoulder, “I am sleepy.”

I felt his hand on my head tussling my hair.

“See? That’s the reason I asked you to take off last night. Well, I don’t think it should take much time as we will head to buy you some shoes and…”

I lifted my face and made a pout, “And?”

“Lingerie!”

“Oh?” I cocked up a brow.

“Yes!” He held my elbow, “Come on. We have lots of things to do and that needs to be done today.”

“Why? Are you going somewhere?”

when I pinched his upper arm, Yes. I am expected to take a trip in the

leave the boutique when I halted mid–way and turned to the owner who was standing there to say goodbye, “Ma’am. Our shopping bags… They are still with you. We paid for them.” I was in my fighting mode totally forgetting that she was not a street vendor but the owner of this huge brand shop.

his throat, “They will be

the owner who was trying to give me a

Sorry.” I went ahead and hugged her, taking her by surprise, “I never wanted to cause you pain

back her smile and Justin was pulling me

ear, and we again said our

told me how Richie riches

much time on shoe selection.

while Justin wanted

and joggers. I don’t need these high heel sandals.” I

my ear, “I know.” He whispered back in my ear, “For your information, these are not high heels. A half inch

Urgh. This man.

tonight. My foot size is quite confusing. It fits well

leave, Ashley?” He was carrying all the bags and his lips were rolled between his

NOT supposed to be

more to the shoe store owner, but Justin preferred to tug me along. The poor guy was handling all the shopping bags along with a grown–ass woman who did not know how to leave a shop without making him

Need to eat something, chief.” I did not want to face

feel awkward. Take it as your learning. experience.” He squeezed my hand

Fair La Fete

salesgirls started whispering

Justin Deluca?”

visited the shop. His bratty fiancée visits us a lot and he always waited outside: Why is

today?”

talking in hushed tones, but I was sure it was making my face redder

knew why Justin was accompanying me everywhere. Like Sarah, I was not used to shopping from

Sarah. She was the epitome of beauty and brains. She was someone Justin chose for himself, and

started trying the usual bras and panties. Justin asked a salesgirl to show him bikinis of

right size, it did not take long to select my favorite colors and stuff

I tugged his sleeve, “I want to buy this.” I pointed to a small transparent pack that had two velvet

you sure?” He blinked twice

using it in a movie.” I spoke near his

with

show some G–strings to ma’am?” They both were looking

blushing profusely, so I just shook my

Justin asked me gently and I nodded again.

piece of pizza. Like him,

is such

I ever met who doesn’t like shopping.”

many have you met?” I raised a brow

this secret!” He straightened and took a sip of his drink and poured some red wine into my glass.

here you could have sent someone to help me shopping. You are rich. You could easily afford to send an experienced girl with

me.”

brows and placed his knife and fork on the plate, “And why do you say

It’s not like that.” I moved my head and prevented