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.

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

after putting something on your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to someone else. But I knew

stood up from my seat. The girls who were now done with

of there,

slumped shoulders, I came out of the class and

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

principal and students were talking to him, telling him God knows

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

Justin's pov

momentarily I had

the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off my back when students started getting out of the

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

There was an exhausted look on her face. Our eyes met just for a moment

Just like that.

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

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?

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

Deluca," I was walking to my office when I heard 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

sat down and we started discussing the annual reports when out of

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

talked about anything personal with

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

glasses and leaned back

he had to send her way from his life

quiet, patiently waiting for me to

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

blinked in his eyes, but he didn’t say

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

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

at him

repair. And now she is insecure." "But the guy was equally hurt." 'Yes. He must be. But for him,

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

quiet

consult a psychologist on his behalf? About his love life?"

on it, then that's a big step. This means he is concerned for this relationship and for

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

I have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I said while

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

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

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