Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

Chapter 42

42-Licked

Sarah pov

“Happy birthday, Justin! Happy birthday to dear Justin! Happy birthday to you!” I was trying to mimic Pashley and my friends were laughing their lungs out, holding their tummies.

“Stop it, Sarah!” Nadia pressed her face with her palms, “My cheeks hurt!”

“No. Now listen up!” Shella stood up and went to the door. She turned and started walking to us with a straight posture and stoic expression.

Oh my God! She was mimicking Justin.

“Hey, Ashley!” She looked towards me trying to make her voice a little heavier, “What is this all about?”

“Oh, Justin! My husband! Today is your birthday, right? I brought a cake for you.” I fluttered my eyes and joined my palms, “Please accept it, your highness!”

“What? Your Highness?” Nadia again started laughing, “You two are funny!”

“Cake? Where is the cake, Pashley?” Shella asked me in a stern tone.

“Oh,” I picked up a disposable plate and brought it to her face, “Here is the cake, your highness. I will be highly obliged if you will honor me by cutting this cake!”

“Hmm!” Shella examined the plate and then quickly put the plate on Nadia’s face, “Eat this cake, Pashley!

That’s what you deserve!”

Had it been a cake, Nadia would have had cream all over her face. By now we all were again laughing, lying on the carpeted floor.

After a few minutes when we controlled it, all three of us were holding our tummies, “I wish I could

witness the insult on her face.”

This was Nadia. She was right. I too wished I could see the look on her face.

“Is it possible if we can at least eavesdrop outside the door?” Shella’s suggestion was tempting but impractical.

“Don’t you even dare to try it, girls!” I was abruptly serious, “Justin would skin off our bodies.”

That made my friends go quiet.

I might be his fiancée, but he would take it as a breach of privacy.

Ashley Walters pov:

to join me after about five to ten minutes. Keeping that time slot in

to assure that the newly polished watch was still there. I climbed the staircase carrying the

a cake mix and bake it in the kitchen. But I could not afford to do that

a surprise anymore.

my room, I quickly got off my jacket and locked the door from the

a floral dress in order to look nice

but I tried to shrug it off. After

and lit a candle

“Oh. Shit!… COMING!”

box. Oh crap! I did not have any

Doesn’t matter!

the job. I lit the candle and tried to put it in the

all right?” He

it a quick glance, I dashed to the door and

the lights, I could detect frown lines on his forehead.

birthday to you… May

a smile glowed on his

forehead and turned

Let’s cut it. By the way how

the bed and sat on the edge, “I…

age, Mr. Deluca!” hurriedly went to sit opposite

Cut the cake.” I wiggled

I should have asked him. I could not expect everyone

face, “And … do you have my gift?” He

watch safely packed, “Here. The

took off his watch that he was already wearing but wore mine on his wrist, “How does

“Absolutely gorgeous!”

the way, kitten…” He cleared his throat. Mischief was dancing in those amber eyes, “Wasn’t it supposed to be your first salary

I

sorry… Justin… I…”

ruffled my hair fondly, “I was just teasing you.

over brightly. There was something

gently and started rolling up his sleeves, “Where is

you so prim and proper… You look more handsome in your rolled up sleeves:” Now I wanted

bite my

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