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.

tell Justin that I love him, and he again sends

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

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

wanted to get out of there, but I just wanted

of

had dark shades on his face. Those

the principal and students were talking

on me. Ignoring the look, I turned away and headed to

Justin's pov

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

the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to

problem with something or another. However, the girl I

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

Just like that.

after her, but she was 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?”

there, yet?" "Why would she come here, Justin? She must 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

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

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

his boss, but he was a short man in his fifties, and I always made it a point to give respect

and we started discussing the annual reports when

and looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something

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

about a 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

glasses and leaned back

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

stayed quiet, patiently waiting for me to speak

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 think... I mean that's what my

his

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

a sigh of relief and was about to smile when Mr. Vincent spoke again, "BUT..." he paused,

looked up at him

"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

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 every step, he needs to let her know that he not only cares for her but also respects her choices. And

quiet after

behalf? About his love life?" this time

straight into his eyes and 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 is concerned for this

him. I wish I could tell him that

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

bring a smile to my face. But now looking from her point of view it was

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