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.

I tell Justin

should come out after putting something on your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to

gathered my books quite tiredly and stood up from my seat. The girls who were now done with their makeup

get out of there, but I just wanted to stay

came out of the class and halted in

dress pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark shades complemented his

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

gaze on me. Ignoring the look, I turned away and

Justin's pov

but momentarily

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

and had a problem with something or another. However, the girl I wanted

then she came. There was an exhausted look on her face. Our eyes met just for a

Just like that.

excused myself from everyone and went after her, but she was nowhere in sight. I tried making her a call but no response. So, after waiting for a few minutes, I

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

was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some mistake and offended her in any

Mr. Christopher Vincent's voice. The head of our psychology department, "I have an appointment

might be his boss, but he was a short man in his fifties, and

annual reports when out of nowhere something

and looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something my friend is facing these

because I never talked about anything personal with anyone

and had to send her away for some reason." I rolled my lips between my teeth to

his glasses and leaned back in

The involvement was quite deep, but he had to send her way from

patiently waiting for me to

afresh. But..." "But?" 'This girl. She seems ... scared. She ... does show that she loves him. But

his eyes,

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 friend... he doesn't need to win her back. It seems she is equally involved." "Really?" 'Yes. She might

"BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her love, yet this guy needs to

looked up at him in

hurt beyond repair. And now she is insecure." "But the guy was equally hurt." 'Yes. He must be. But for him, it was his choice. The girl was never given this choice." "It was for her advantage, Mr. Vincent." I tried to argue forgetting momentarily that it was supposed

faith in that guy. The guy must win her trust. At every moment, at every step, he needs to let her know that he not only cares for her but also

quiet after

a psychologist on his behalf? About his love life?" this time his gaze was burning my

to find out and if he is ready to work on it, then that's a big step. This means he

tightlipped smile and nodded at him. I wish I could

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

privacy. Her consent." I already respected Ashley's consent, but I

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

call to my Genie aka assistant, "In the IT department,