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.

AM

glanced up to get some response, but the same poker face

I DID NOT KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS PAIN. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. After writing it I again tried to see his reaction.

None!

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

coffee. And that enraged me. What did he think of himself? I needed to write more so I

YOU FU*CKIN KNOW HOW BIG IS YOUR MEMBER,

I pointed towards the tabletop to read. His eyes went wide with surprise making him

I AM TALKING

and removed the

his chest.

against me but now I was mad at him. Why was he

laughing,” I punched his chest, “Let me write more. I am not finished yet.” I started

of

writing all this on the tabletop. What would Edith think? You are telling the world about my

leaning against his warm body.

with the back of my hand, “Hey, love. I

the marker and wrote again on

YOU WENT OUT AND WON’T RETURN FOR A LONG TIME.

told me after reading it, “I went out to buy a few things and see

on the table and

stared at

from my face, “I can’t stay mad at you. Yes, I was hurt. And why would I leave

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