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.

Justin that I

should come out after putting something on your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the

seat. The girls who were now done with their makeup were going out

out of there, but I just

came out of the class and

shades on his face.

and students were talking to him, telling him God knows

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

Justin's pov

outside her class to surprise her, but momentarily I had forgotten that I

about the budget approvals. I was thinking

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

on her face. Our eyes met just

Just like that.

but no response. So, after waiting for a

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 up, I started toying with my phone. Why would she go to

still, she was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some mistake and offended her in any

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

I opened the door for him. I might be his boss, but he was a short man in

we started discussing the annual reports when out

looked up, "Can I get some advice

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

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

glasses and leaned

with this girl. The involvement was quite deep, but he had to send her way from his life because he thought the girl's life was in

quiet, patiently waiting for me to

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

amusement blinked in his

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

sigh of relief and was about to smile when Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her love, yet

up at him in

is insecure." "But the guy was equally hurt." 'Yes. He must be.

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

got quiet after

friend ask you to consult a psychologist on his behalf? About his love life?"

I looked 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,

wish I could tell him that I was

got my answers. Thank you so

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

did bring a smile to my face. But now looking from her

to my Genie aka assistant, "In the IT department, there is a