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.

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

face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to someone else. But I knew he was speaking

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

out of there, but I

of

black dress pants, he had dark shades on his

principal and students were talking to him,

hard lump and felt his gaze on me. Ignoring the look, I turned away

Justin's pov

to surprise her, but momentarily

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

me and had a problem with something or another. However, the girl I wanted to see was nowhere in

her face. Our eyes

Just like that.

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 called Eve, "Hey! Are you home?" "Just

"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." After I hung

her phone but still, she was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some

office when I heard Mr. Christopher Vincent's voice. The head of our psychology department, "I have an appointment with you."

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

annual reports when out of nowhere

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

I never talked about anything

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

his glasses and leaned back

but he had to send

waiting for me

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 ... does show that she loves him. But sometimes she acts quite weirdly. She is not able to love him freely.

in his eyes, but he didn’t

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 love this

took a sigh of relief and was about to smile when Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he paused, "he might

looked up at him

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

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 cares for her but also respects her

quiet after

About his love life?" this time his gaze was burning my face trying to bore

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

I wish I could tell him that

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

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

up in my mind. The hilarious situation did bring a smile to my face. But now looking from her point of view it was an embarrassing

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