Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 102

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.

What if he denies my existence again? What if I tell Justin that I love him, and he again sends me away? Then what?

'You should come out after putting something on your face," Rayan muttered as he walked past me through the seats as if he was talking to someone else. But I knew he was speaking to me.

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

Everyone wanted to get out of there, but I just wanted to stay back.

Walking with slumped shoulders, I came out of the class and halted in my steps.

Wearing 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 across his face.

He was standing with the principal and students were talking to him, telling him God knows what.

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

Justin's pov

I was standing outside her class to surprise her, but momentarily I had forgotten that I was the University Dean as well.

The principal who was taking the rounds came and stood beside me. He started talking about the budget approvals. I was thinking of ways to get him off my back when students started getting out of the class.

It seemed everyone wanted to talk to me and had a problem with something or another. However, the girl I wanted to see was nowhere in sight.

And then she came. There was an exhausted look on her face. Our eyes met just for a moment and then she went away.

Just like that.

"Excuse me.” I politely excused myself from everyone and went 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?” She asked me busily.

"Is Ashley 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 she go to Gerald?

I again tried her phone but still, she was not receiving my call. I kept wondering if I made some mistake and offended her in any way.

"Mr. Deluca," I was walking to my office when I heard Mr. Christopher Vincent's voice. The head of our psychology department, "I have an appointment with you." He reminded me with a smile.

"I remember, Mr. Vincent. Please come." I opened the door for him. I might be his boss, but he was a short man in his fifties, and I always made it a point to give respect to everyone, especially elderly people.

He sat down and we started discussing the annual reports when out of nowhere something clicked in my mind.

"Mr. Vincent." I closed the file and looked up, "Can I get some advice from you on something my friend is facing these days?"

He seemed a little speechless because I never talked about anything personal with anyone except my work.