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.

again? What if I tell Justin that I love

through the seats as if he was talking to someone else.

from my seat. The girls who were now done with their makeup

get out of there, but I just wanted to

I came out of the

shirt with black dress pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark

students were talking to him, telling him

me. Ignoring the look, I turned away and headed

Justin's pov

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

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

wanted to talk to me and had a problem with something or

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

Just like that.

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

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." After I hung up, I started toying with my phone. Why would

receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some mistake and offended

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

remember, Mr. 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

and we started discussing the annual reports when out of

Vincent." I closed the file and looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something

talked about anything personal with anyone

send her away for some reason." I rolled my lips

glasses and

quite deep, but he had to send her way

patiently waiting for me

wanted it that way to keep her safe. Now by wild circumstances, this girl is back in his life. They both want to start everything afresh. But..." "But?" 'This girl. She seems ... scared. She

in his eyes, but he didn’t

how to explain this to you 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 friend... he doesn't need

Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her

up at him

"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 to

know. But we can't make choices on behalf of other 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, at every step, he needs to let her know that he not only

got quiet

his behalf? About his love life?" this time

straight into his eyes and said confidently, "he did." 'Then if 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

wish I could

I think I have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I

Her consent." I already respected Ashley's

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

Genie aka assistant, "In the IT department,