Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

102- Apology T o Gerald

Ashley's pov:

The first message from Justin: "Hello, love. Hope you keep your bag ready for the mansion visit that is due this evening."

The phone pinged again and there was a second message from him: "Oh, and one more thing. I love you. (A kissing emoji)

A smile made its way to my lips when I read his message on my phone.

The professor who was sitting in his seat and was waiting for us to finish our class assignment gave that look full of warning.

"Sorry," I mouthed and resumed writing the fu*cking note on the importance of color schemes in an interior, that I had the least interest in.

The whole class was busy writing, God knows what. Then something clicked my mind, I smiled and started writing...

[Not enough ideas? Fall in love.

You want to bring colors to your interior? Fall in love.

Because love is something that will change the perception of everything in your life. Whether it's your profession, home, or your color scheme.]

I kept writing until my fingers ached.

After I got done with the note, I handed it over to a fellow for submission. The moment the professor was out of the class, a girl whose name might be Tara or Fara... I don't remember... came inside running.

"Oh, you are late, baby girl!" Someone teased her for coming late and as usual, Rayan was one of them.

'You won't believe me," She was kind of panting, "I... I saw Justin Deluca." My heart missed a beat.

"What about him?" Rayan asked her while his eyes were on me.

"He was in our department a few minutes back. I thought it must be a coincidence but noooo. He is again here standing outside."

There seemed to be chaos among the girls.

'What? Justin Deluca is here?" "He hardly comes out of his office.” "Oh, God. I need a touch-up."

A girl took out her small kit and started fixing her face.

"Hey!" the girl from the other corner came to me and pointed to her pink blouse, "do you have lip color in this shade?" The disappointment was evident on her face when I shook my head.

Hello! He is not single. And absolutely not ready to mingle. Except with me of course. The hot dude is my husband. I wanted to tell all of them.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that he was mine and only mine. With a quivering smile, I sat back in my seat observing the girls around me.

I was so scared. Justin had a reason when he dumped me. But my heart. I feared re-rejection.

he denies my existence again? What if I tell Justin that

walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to

The girls

to get out of there, but I

with slumped shoulders, I came out of the class and halted

black dress pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark shades complemented his light beard and

standing with the principal and students were talking to him, telling him God knows

me. Ignoring the look, I

Justin's pov

but momentarily I had forgotten

rounds came and stood beside me. He started talking about the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off my back when students started getting out of

talk to me and had a problem with something or another. However, the girl

an exhausted look on her face.

Just like that.

her, but she was nowhere in sight. I tried making her a call but no response. So, after

there, yet?" "Why would she come here, Justin? She must be in the university, attending her classes." 'Yeah. I couldn't find her so thought to ask you." 'What? What is it? Is it something serious?” She asked me worriedly, "If you want you can check at the IT department." "IT? Why IT?" "Gerald studies there. It's his department."

was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some mistake

my office when I heard Mr. Christopher Vincent's voice. The head

he was a short man in his fifties, and I always made it a point to give respect

discussing the annual reports when out of nowhere something clicked in my

looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something

talked about anything personal

involved with a girl and had to send her away for some reason." I rolled my lips between my teeth to come

Vincent took off his glasses

involved with this girl. The involvement was quite deep, but he had to send her way from his life because he thought the girl's life was in

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for me

both want to start everything afresh. But..." "But?" 'This girl. She seems ... scared. She ... does show that she loves him. But sometimes she acts quite weirdly. She is not able to love him freely. That's what I think... I mean that's what

flicker of amusement blinked in his eyes, but he

but... this guy... My friend needs her in his life. He is very much in love. And don’t know what to do and how to do it to win her back. Can you suggest something? To win her back?" "But you... I mean your

smile when Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her love, yet this guy needs to win her trust

at him in

might be in love, but she would be hell scared now because she doesn't know what that guy would do to her again. Whatever the reason she was hurt beyond repair. And now she is insecure." "But the guy was equally hurt." 'Yes. He must

say, she doesn't have faith in that guy. The guy must win her trust. At every moment, at every step, he needs to let her know

got quiet after

love life?" this time his

"he did." 'Then if he is trying to find out and if he is ready to work on it, then that's

tightlipped smile and nodded at him. I wish I could tell him

have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I said while shaking his hand across the

ask this boy to make an effort. To respect her wishes. Her privacy. Her consent." I already respected Ashley's consent, but I think I never respected her

to my face. But now looking from her point of view it was

the IT department, there is a Gerald guy. Can