Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

Chapter 65

65-Darkness

Ashley Walters pov

“Ma’am. Are you the same woman who got a snake bite?” the cotton candy man asked me while handing over the thin bamboo sticks to me.

When I nodded, he examined me from head to toe, “I hope you are doing well now.”

“Oh, yes I am.” I started munching one of the beauties in my hands, “Thanks for asking.”

“Who is he by the way?” He threw a casual gaze at Justin who was standing at some distance, “I think I have seen him somewhere.”

“Oh, he is my husband. People often confuse him with some movie star.” I faked a laugh and paid him the amount.

This morning I insisted Justin take a walk outside. We were about to go back home the next day and my heart was sinking by just thinking of it.

I did not want to return home. The politics I used to face from Sarah might take a toll on my mental health in the future. Here I was happy with Justin. He and me. A perfect couple.

I wanted to enjoy these two days to the fullest. Here I had Justin only to myself. No office work. No official meetings.

Throwing the not–so–important thoughts in the backyard of my brain I pasted a smile on my face.

“He was confusing you with someone.” I informed Justin and offered him cotton candy, “but I told him, he is no celebrity. He is my husband.”

Justin’s face seemed to lit up at the mention of the word husband. Oh, how I adored that handsome face

and wanted to stare at it.

these!” Justin shook his head when he saw

in my

and started eating the cotton candy from all four sticks at once, “some of us do need energy

you do need your energy after all.” He said with a poker face

did he

punches on his shoulder when I found it shaking with mirth, “Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed between clenched teeth, “Why you are letting these people know that…” I stopped and looked around, in case anyone was listening.

to bend down my neck to hide the blush on my cheeks. No

to

he penetrated me,

it had

Mind–blowing!

I did what I could

to where we were. The cotton candies were forgotten in

No.” I again hit his shoulder, “Stop reminding me about

all those explicit images from last night flashed

nose, “didn’t you like it?” He asked me in

I pouted making

your sugar level. Do you know what happens when

a little unsure when I

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

More you will consume sugar and more you will need to take that energy out. So, what you will do? You will try to take that out on me at night when… Oui. Stop

rubbing the sticky and

the…” he was looking through that sticky thing hanging

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