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

past me through the

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

wanted to get out of there, but I just wanted

with slumped shoulders, I came out of the

white button-down shirt with black dress pants, he had dark shades on his face.

the principal and students were

felt his gaze on me. Ignoring the look, I turned

Justin's pov

class to surprise her, but momentarily I had forgotten that I was the University

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

me and had a problem with something or another. However,

face. Our eyes met just for a moment

Just like that.

me.” I politely excused myself from everyone and went after her, but she was nowhere in sight. I tried making her a call but

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

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

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

Vincent. Please come." I opened the door for him. I might be his boss, but he was a short man in his fifties, and I always made

reports when out

get

seemed a little speechless because I never talked about anything personal with anyone except my

of mine. He was involved with a girl and had to send her away for some reason." I rolled

Vincent took off his glasses and leaned back

deep, but he had to send her way from his life because he thought

stayed quiet, patiently waiting

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

blinked in his eyes, but he didn’t say

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...

to smile when Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he

looked up at

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

people, Mr. Deluca. No matter what you say, she doesn't have faith in that guy. The guy must win her trust. At every moment,

quiet

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

he is trying to find out and if he is ready to work on it, then that's a big step. This means he is concerned for this relationship and for this girl. The girl I must say is quite

him. I wish I could tell him that I was the

to know, Mr. Deluca?" "No. I think I have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I said while shaking

effort. To respect her wishes. Her privacy. Her consent." I already respected Ashley's consent, but I think

hilarious situation did bring a smile to my face. But now looking from her point of

to my Genie aka assistant, "In the IT department, there is a Gerald guy. Can I