Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

77-Meeting Him

Ashley Walters pov

“Where are you going? Weren’t the project bids supposed to be in the afternoon?” Evelyne asked me, coming out of her bedroom and holding her yawn. Her jet black hair was ruffled and messy but somehow, she still managed to look s3xy.

Instead of responding to her question, I remarked, “How do you manage to look this s3xy right after bed?” Her hand that was busy scratching her head, froze,

“Elijah used to say that a lot.” The smile on her face was sad but long ago we had stopped crying at the mention of the names of Elijah or Sam.

“And Sam used to tell me that I should pursue my career instead of serving in that Ice cream café.” I tried to manage a shaky grin, “I miss them so much.”

“They both must be so proud of you.” She came closer and hugged me in a death grip. I started rubbing

her back.

For so many months, she had been visiting a psychiatrist for her mental health, but I knew she still missed

him.

“Before their death, they told me that I should consider them as my family and …” I could not finish it. What if they were still alive?

Would they be happy that we achieved so much in life? Would they had beaten Justin for hurting me because I was like a sister to them?

“I am sure, Eve, that Elijah must be proud of you too. Do take your time. Mourn some more. But please don’t close the doors of your heart. Let someone enter here.” I tapped her chest, “Not all guys want to be laid back as soon as they meet you. Some might be genuine!” She chuckled and pulled back,

“Look who is talking!” she remarked shaking her head.

Picking up my bag, I kissed her cheek, “Don’t cook dinner tonight. I will manage something.” She was the most hardworking one among us.

“Don’t worry about that. Today I am not going to the salon. I am planning to watch movies and make Aniya do the dishes and cooking.”

I grinned when she winked, “You asked me about my project bidding. It’s in the afternoon. Right now, I am just going to submit the thesis to Professor Georgy. By the way, there is some leftover coffee in the kitchen.”

The same one who has got hots for you?” She asked me mischievously.

just my teacher. Plus, don’t forget

point with a careless wave of her hand, “he is sweet but not boyfriend material. He is more like a brother

she know?

university, her remark about Professor Georgy made me giggle. I had to look around quickly otherwise people might think

located. I raised my hand to knock his office door but then it

Sorry!” Without looking at the person’s face, I quickly bent down to pick up my folder. Upon straightening, I found myself looking into familiar blue eyes. She was also a little bent but must have dropped the

said being all friendly, “Hi. Nice to meet you after so long.” She extended her hand but instead of taking it, I

serious? She had been sending me those crazy silly notes and then expected me to return her handshake?

hey hey…” She blocked my path with her arms spread out, “Why

I was avoiding her? Or was it someone else who was sending me those notes with the intention that Sarah could be blamed?

smirk, “You haven’t replied to any of them. Psst! Such a shame! Not even a single response while on the other hand, I kept tiring myself with all those creative quotations!”

was still a sicko, indeed!

Eve was right. She

**

I was in your place, I would have killed her with my bare hands! You

want to look at her face, Eve,” I said and started putting on my heels. I had

some reason her anger made me smile which I quickly masked behind the fake

about her and tell me!” I rose to my feet and twirled around, “how

she examined me, “You look gorgeous. Classy! Why

wearing stockings?”

on, Eve. They are neutral–colored!” I looked down and

deserve to get noticed,

up.” I rolled my eyes at her, “I am not going

threw a flying kiss in my direction that I

think you should hurry, otherwise that Rayan might get a chance to say or do anything against

printouts. My printer had given upon me last night, so I asked a boy who lived

came late and I left as soon as I got them.

the Central meeting hall of the university. There was only one carton placed on the floor that belonged to me. It carried my project files

a little through the thin crack of the