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.

my existence again? What if I tell Justin

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

up from my seat. The girls who were now done with their makeup were going out of

get out of there, but I just wanted

came out of the class and halted

shades on his

standing with the principal and students were talking to him, telling

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

Justin's pov

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

approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off

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

on her face. Our

Just like that.

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 about to leave. Why?” She asked

'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

receiving my call. I kept wondering if

The head of our psychology department, "I have an appointment with you." He

might be his boss, but he was a short man in

and we started discussing the annual reports when out of nowhere something clicked

and looked up, "Can I get

talked about anything personal with

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

off his glasses and leaned back in

involvement was quite deep, but he had to send her way from his life

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for me to

seems ... scared. She ... does show

blinked in his eyes, but he

life. He 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?

spoke again, "BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her love, yet this

looked up at him

in love, but she would be hell scared now because she 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 to

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

got quiet after

his love life?" this time his gaze was burning my face trying to

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

wish I could tell him that I was the

have got my answers.

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

in my mind. The hilarious situation did bring a smile to my face. But now looking from

I made a call to my Genie aka assistant, "In the IT department, there is a Gerald guy. Can I