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.

existence again? What if I tell Justin that I love him, and he again sends me away?

as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to someone else. But I knew he was speaking

from my seat. The girls who were now done with their makeup were

to get out of there, but I just

out of the class and halted in

pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark shades complemented his light beard and

principal and students were talking to him, telling him

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

Justin's pov

momentarily I had forgotten that I was

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

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

face. Our eyes met just for a moment and

Just like that.

was nowhere in sight. I tried making her a call but no response. So, after waiting for a few minutes, I called

classes." 'Yeah. I couldn't find her so thought to ask you." 'What? What is it? Is it something serious?” She asked me

call. I kept wondering if I made

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

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,

and we started discussing the annual reports when

up, "Can I get some advice from

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

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

Vincent took off his glasses and leaned back in his

but he had to send her way

patiently waiting for me to

seems ... scared. She ... does show that she loves him. But sometimes she acts quite weirdly. She is

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

love. And don’t know what to do and how to do it to win her back.

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

up at him in

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

guy. The guy must win her trust. At every moment, at every step, he needs to let her

quiet

on his behalf? About his love life?" this time his gaze was burning my

said confidently, "he did." 'Then if he is trying to find out and if he is ready to work on it, then that's a big step. This means he

at him. I wish I

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

respect her wishes. Her privacy. Her consent." I already respected Ashley's consent, but I think I never respected her

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

I made a call to my Genie aka assistant, "In the IT