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

your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as

seat. The girls who

to get out of there, but

I came out of the class

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

were talking

on me. Ignoring

Justin's pov

but momentarily I had forgotten that I was the

came and stood beside me. He started talking about the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off

something or another. However, the girl I wanted to see was nowhere in

she came. There was an exhausted look on her face. Our eyes met just for a

Just like that.

I tried making her a call but no response. So, after waiting for a few minutes, I called Eve, "Hey! Are you

'What? What is it? Is it something serious?” She asked me worriedly, "If you want

tried her phone but still, she was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if

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

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

sat down and we started discussing the annual reports when

closed the file and looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something my

seemed a little speechless because I never talked about

friend of mine. He 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

glasses and leaned back in

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

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for

that 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 able to love him freely. That's what I

amusement blinked in his eyes, but he didn’t

Vincent how to explain this to you but... this 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 you suggest something? To win her back?" "But you... I mean your friend... he doesn't need to win her back. It seems she is

"BUT..." he paused, "he might have won her love, yet this guy needs

looked up at

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

know. But 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

quiet after

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

if he is ready to work on it, then that's a big step. This means he is concerned

wish I could tell

I have got my answers. Thank you so much.” I said while

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

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

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