Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

60-Mrs. Deluca

Ashley Walters pov

Watching him standing there in the kitchen brought tears of relief to my eyes. Those droplets started flowing down my face and I quickly wiped them with the back of my hands.

“You are here? I thought you are mad at me and have left me here.”

He got frozen in one place while Edith quickly left the kitchen and got vanished, God knows where.

Without looking up, he started assembling everything on the tray.

Carrying the tray in one hand and a chit in the other hand, he walked past me but did not forget to slip the note into my hand.

The chit said, “Come and eat your breakfast.”

Wiping my face again, I silently followed him and sat on the chair that he had quietly pulled out. As usual, he started piling up my plate.

We began eating. His eyes were focused on his plate while mine were focused on his face.

“Justin!” I tried talking to him, but his face dipped more into his plate. Curving down my lips, I continued eating my eggs.

Then something clicked my mind. Standing up, I went to the kitchen to fetch the marker from the counter.

I could feel his gaze burning me. Mister Deluca did not want to talk to me but wanted to stare at my ass.

After returning, I poured some orange juice into my glass and opened the marker.

I AM SORRY.

wrote on the wooden tabletop and glanced up to get some response,

NOT KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS PAIN. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. After writing it

None!

MAD AT ME. I SWEAR, THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN. HAVE SOME MERCY.

busy drinking his coffee. And that enraged me. What did he think of himself? I needed to write more so I went to the

HOW BIG IS YOUR

wide with

YOU WILL REALIZE WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT. YOU WILL REALIZE WHAT I HAVE BEEN

and removed the marker from my

his chest.

him. Why was he laughing now? Why he could not understand that I was upset too

me write more. I

of

his face against my hair, “Stop writing all this on the tabletop. What would Edith think? You are telling the world about my member…” he had started

leaning against his

he gave a wet kiss on my cheek, but I wiped it with the back of my hand, “Hey, love. I was not mad at you.”

picked up the marker and wrote

YOU WENT OUT AND WON’T RETURN FOR

reading it, “I went out to buy a few things and see what I found.” Leaving me there, he went to the kitchen counter and

and

at

you, love.” He said gently and brushed away my hair from my face, “I can’t stay mad