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.

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

muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking

seat. The girls who

there, but

slumped shoulders, I came out of the class

dress pants, he had dark shades on his face.

the principal and students were talking to

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

Justin's pov

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

started talking about the budget approvals. I was

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

look on her face. Our eyes met just for a moment and then she

Just like that.

a call but no response. So, after waiting for a few minutes, I called Eve,

She asked me worriedly, "If you want you can check at the IT department." "IT? Why IT?" "Gerald studies there. It's his

call. I kept wondering

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

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

the annual reports when out of nowhere something

get some

because I never talked about anything personal with anyone

was involved with a girl and had to send her away for

off his glasses and leaned

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

patiently waiting for me

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 ... does show that she loves him. But sometimes she acts quite weirdly. She is not

flicker of amusement blinked in his eyes, but he didn’t

do and how to do it to win her back. Can you suggest something? To win her back?" "But you... I mean

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

looked up at him in

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

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

quiet after

you to consult a psychologist on his behalf? About his love life?" this time his gaze was burning my face trying to bore

work on it, then that's a big step. This means

a tightlipped smile and nodded at him. I wish I could tell him that

else you want to know, Mr. Deluca?" "No. I think I have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I said

this boy to make an effort. To respect her wishes. Her privacy. Her consent." I

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

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