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

after putting something on your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he

The girls

of there, but I just wanted to

of the class and halted

a white button-down shirt with black dress pants, he had dark shades on his face. Those dark shades complemented his light beard and long curls

students were talking to him, telling him

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

Justin's pov

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

about the budget approvals. I was thinking of

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

face. Our eyes met

Just like that.

went after her, but she was nowhere in sight. I tried making her a call but no response. So, after waiting

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

call. I kept

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

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

annual reports when

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

because I never talked about anything

He was involved with a girl and had to send her

off his glasses and leaned back

girl. The involvement was quite deep, but he had to send her way

waiting

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

flicker of amusement blinked in his eyes, but he

know, Mr. 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

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

looked up at

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."

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 every

quiet after

behalf? About his love life?"

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

at him. I wish I could tell him that I was the one who

know, Mr. Deluca?" "No. I think I have got my

boy to make an effort. To 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

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