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 him, and he again sends me away?

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

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

to get out of there, but I just wanted to stay

came out of the class and halted in

a white button-down shirt with black dress pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark shades complemented his light beard and long curls

the principal and students were

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

Justin's pov

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

beside me. He started talking about the budget approvals.

with something or another. However, the

her face. Our eyes met just for

Just like that.

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

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

was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some

to my office when I heard Mr. Christopher Vincent's voice. The head

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 it a point to give respect to everyone, especially

we started discussing the annual reports when out of nowhere

looked up, "Can I get some advice from you

little speechless because I never talked about anything personal with

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

took off his glasses and leaned back in

deep, but he had to send her way from his life because he thought the girl's life was

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for me to speak

circumstances, this girl is back in his life. They both want to start everything afresh. But..." "But?" 'This girl. She seems ...

of amusement blinked in his eyes, but

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

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

looked up at

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 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

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 cares for her but also respects her choices. And

quiet after

love life?" this time his

and said confidently, "he did." 'Then if he is trying to find out and if he is ready to work on

I wish I could tell

have got my answers. Thank you

effort. To respect her wishes. Her privacy. Her consent." I already respected

popped 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

aka assistant, "In the IT department, there