Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

62- Bad, Worse, Worst

Sarah pov

Keith reached me on time and both of us left the mansion after midnight. He had brought the car, but it was sensible not to walk through the crowded area.

When we reached the town, the place was swarming and without realizing what he was doing, Keith held my hand a little protectively.

“Walk this side.” He pulled me towards the sidewalk and increased the grip around my hand, “Coffee? Or

slush?”

His offer seemed absurd to me, “The girl is missing for the past two and a half days, Keith,” I pointed out, ” We can’t waste our time on a picnic.”

“We are not exactly picnicking, Sarah. Even if the girl is missing, we do need our food and drink… or are you planning to go on a hunger strike?”

He smirked and pulled me towards a small café. The man had an influential background. His father dealt with property, and he was the only heir to all the wealth.

Still, he was so fond of going to small cafes.

A few minutes back my mind was on Ashley but once I entered the café, I could not help thinking that drinking a slush had eased off my mind.

“Do you know where she works?” he asked me, playing with his straw, “How do you know about this ice cream Heaven?”

“I followed her.” The words were out before I could stop them. I looked away when I felt my cheeks burning under his gaze, “I am sorry,” I muttered, “I know it is not ethical to breach anyone’s privacy.”

He chuckled but chose not to remark. We were silent for a few minutes, busy in our thoughts. I had been going out with Justin and was habitual of waitresses falling for him.

They used to adjust their necklines… those bras when they used to look at him and that always annoyed

1. me.

But since this morning’s breakfast, it was different. Keith was an ordinary–looking man with no muscles, and no gym routine.

He used to easily mingle in public. Justin used to admire him and Terry because accompanying Justin meant to start copying him.

used to mimic me and compete with me. They had the same brands of cosmetics and dresses as mine.

brain could not go ahead of becoming Sarah

was being noticed. He was dressed quite casually in a not–so–modern

me out?” My eyes snapped up when I

eyes and busied myself looking

If you want to stare at me…”

“Are you high or something?

friend that I was out of his league was more rude so I

my nails which were freshly

find out about that

wanted to

think I will let you pay.” He took

pay. You did pay

know. Leave it. I am not letting a girl

Because you have a peanut sized ego?” I placed a hand on

it was some other girl, I could have cut some slack. You are my friend’s fiancée. So please

sit well with me.

fiancée when you called me a bitch!” I pointed out and he closed his

apologize.” The apology sounded sincere, but I was not going to forgive him

be accepted until you find that girl for me.”

your fiancé?” That remark of his made my shoulders sag

personal but I can’t share my

thought about it before getting him married, Sarah.

it a thought. Ok?” I protested, “Granny was continuously asking me to let him. She was the one who was interested. Don’t know the reason. Right now, I just want to find out about Ashley Walters. I can

understanding. We came out of the place and started heading

Heaven.

me from going inside, “Wait here. You said that those employers

know why I liked his attempt to keep me safe. To shield me from any risk or danger. I hoped to God that Ashley was all right and

He went inside and didn’t have to try to show