Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

8- I Needed to weep

Sarah’s pov

“Sarah. Don’t you think you are being emotional? Justin can never stay angry loves you and you know that.”

with

you. He

My friends Nadia and Shella were trying to console me. Justin did not receive my call after that. I knew he loved me and cared for me.

This was the first time he did not talk to me for almost three days.

“I agree with Nadia,” Shella spoke for the first time, “Give some time to him. It was just a silly bet. We tried to warn you that Olivia is just jealous of you. She was after Justin for quite some time.”

Shella who had a secret crush on Justin tried to scold me. Nadia did like Justin but at least she had a steady boyfriend. Shella was still single by choice.

We all were sitting in the luxury suite of our hotel.

“Don’t worry about Justin. Granny told me that maid is not much beautiful. I trust my fiancé.” My fingers were intertwined under my chin, “It’s just that… he is upset because of me.”

I did not know why I was getting this uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Justin. Baby!

He was never much impressive about his feelings. He had been a serious guy from a young age since he lost his mom.

We had been close family friends until I started developing feelings for him. When I offered him to get engaged to me, he said yes. Because there was no one else in his life except a few meaningless flings.

After the engagement, I was over the moon. Justin was at last, mine. But my happiness was short–lived. After getting engaged to him how my close circle started treating me was another story. They were jealous because I got what they could not imagine having.

Justin De Luca.

Nadia and Shella kept glued to me in those hard times.

The hatred was genuine, but I never gave a damn. Our fathers had been business partners, and no power on earth could budge me from my decision to remain with Justin.

Granny was the one who wanted Justin to get married to someone else before marrying me. I never liked the idea and almost hated her for it.

At last, when I gave in to her idea, she tried to convince me that the girl she chose was not beautiful. She was a poor girl who was there as a maid. Justin rarely talked to girls. He never communicated with any maid except Helga.

Then why I was feeling so insecure?

Why was I getting these strange feelings in the pit of my stomach?

I jumped a little when my phone started ringing.

Justin?

I hurriedly picked up my phone and saw Helga’s name blinking on the screen. Now why she was calling me?

“Helga?” I spoke and nodded at my friends before stepping on the balcony. I wanted privacy.

“Ms. Sarah? I am sorry that I am disturbing you.”

no, Helga. Please speak. What is it? How is Justin?” Helga might be his maid, but she had been

not? I used to slip extra cash in her hands quietly when no one was watching. She was the one who told me what Justin liked and disliked.

Everything!

good,

how is that maid? Is she beautiful? Cunning?” The question made Helga

I thought I

Ms. Sarah. I am right here.” She paused for a few minutes, “Ms. Sarah. She is pretty. But there

I had been hearing

“But Ms. Sarah…”

getting irritated by these silly pauses. Why Helga was being a drama queen?

pretty. But she sure is too

got my attention like anything,

we wanted to go through her stuff…

hear that he might kill her, “It’s her right to get her suitcases back. Oh my God!” It had

Why?

she was managing. This was dangerous. All these tricks could awaken empathy in Justin’s heart for that so–called wife of his.

I could detect fear in Helga’s voice. Poor woman! “There are some documents that

I hissed through my

bothering to hear her response, I disconnected the

in a heated argument about some ramp model on the huge LED hanging on the wall. Shella

the only one whose mind was

I clapped, “Get your ass moving.

“Why?”

“What?”

“Where?”

up in shock shooting questions at me, “Our one–week trip is still left, Sarah!” Nadia complained.

back home. Justin needs us. I need to see if that girl should

at the top of

be serious,

the dame to the family dining table. Of course, granny would never allow that. But before she walks to that dining area. I need to go and take matters into my hands. Now you tell me.” I extended my hand spreading my palm before them, “Are you two with me? Because I won’t mind if you two want to stay here and enjoy rest of the

her eyes, “Anything for you, mate.” She slapped her palm

Sarah.” Shella joined our hands, “We are not leaving you alone.”

I needed. My friends were with me in this. I wanted my man back.

I know, the damage was

***

Ashley’s pov:

bring one

daily only for five minutes to know

me anymore. He was not even sleeping in his room. As far as I was

intimidate me when she brought me dinner last night, but I did not get scared. Well! I did choose to

one year and I did not want to shake the household. Once I will leave the place with millions in my account, I will straight away go to the Welfare hospital where Mother Superior

to offer Justin to work for me. If we would

team.

year when it was getting harder to spend my days doing

of the absence of my husband. I could

was keeping

on my lips, I went inside until I

just got

started looking for my pads. Crap! It was in another bag.

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