Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 127

7-We Meet Again (Book 2)

I quickly got down and looked for a cab. I needed to leave the place. He knew where my car was parked. I gave the instructions to the cab driver and reached the parking lot. Though it was hardest at the moment to drive right now but I needed to do that.

Once I reached my apartment, I took a sigh of relief. Aniya wasn't home yet. I straight away got to my room and fell on the bed.

And just then I realized, my cheeks were wet. I was crying.

Aniya’s pov:

The man whom I spent the night with was courteous enough to treat me to a lavish breakfast at his place. A day out with friends and a nice evening with a gorgeous man. What more can one ask for?

Humming to myself I entered the apartment and got off my sandals, tossing them carelessly.

It was good that Eve was still sleeping otherwise she would have strangled my neck. I went to my room and changed into something comfortable.

Yesterday I offered Eve to bring her friend to the apartment. We were not allowed to bring random men just for s3x purposes. But this man was someone, Eve couldn't stop talk about.

He seemed to be someone quite special, and I just could not wait to meet this Adonis. Eve deserved happiness.

After a leisurely bath, I came to the living room and then realized that it was afternoon and Eve never slept this late. On one hand, I was happy that this Adonis made her so tired that she needed to make it up by sleeping extra hours.

Frowning to myself, I knocked her door lightly and opened it. The room was shrouded with darkness with the curtains still untouched.

Why was she still sleeping? Just like Ashley, she hated sleeping late.

As I tiptoed closer to her bed, I could see that she was still sound asleep, her peaceful expression causing me to hesitate before waking her.

But something felt off. The air in the room was heavy, almost suffocating. I tried to brush it off and reached out to shake her gently, but she didn't stir. Gosh.

Her skin was burning in fever.

My heart racing, I shook her more urgently, calling out her name. Still, no response. Panic set in as I ducked for my phone to dial for help, my hand shaking so badly that I fumbled with the buttons. Should I call for emergency help or call Ashley?

In panic mode, I went back to her room. She was still lying there.

Ashley!

I needed to call her first.

Suddenly, Eve gasped and sat upright, her eyes wide and unseeing. I grabbed her by the shoulders, trying to steady her as she looked around frantically, her breathing erratic.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice trembling. But Eve just stared at me, her eyes blank and uncomprehending.

They were red. Either due to excessive crying or staying awake for longer hours.

As Eve looked at me with fear and confusion, I couldn't help but wonder what was really going on inside that pretty head. She seemed to be hiding something, and the more I thought about it, the more certain I became that it had to do with the mysterious Adonis she had mentioned earlier.

"Eve," I called her gently, "Are you alright? Is there something you're not telling me? Something about this Adonis guy?"

Eve’s eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she seemed caught off guard. But then she shook her head, her gaze dropping to her lap.

"No," she said softly in a hoarse whisper, "it's nothing. Just a silly crush." She tried to laugh it off, "Elijah is always there in my dreams. He was just there trying to tell me something when you woke me up."

Ashley and I knew that Elijah used to visit her in her dreams, but we never tried to be judgmental about it.

She had once confided in us that every time she used to close her eyes, his face would pop up in her mind.

But I knew there was more to it than that. I could sense it in the way she just spoke, the way she avoided my gaze. And as I looked at her, still pale and feverish, I knew that I couldn't just let it go.

"Eve," I said firmly, "you know you can tell me anything, right? Whatever it is, I promise to be there for you."

This fever was not making sense. Till yesterday she was quite happy about her meet-up with this unknown guy.

For a moment, Eve looked at me with tears in her eyes, as if she was about to say something. But then she shook her head again, her shoulders slumping.

"It's too late," she whispered. "I can't go back now.’

I didn't know what she meant by that, but I knew I had to find out. I made a mental note to keep a closer eye on her, to try to figure out what was really going on. Because whatever it was, I had a feeling that it was going to be a lot more serious than just a silly crush.

I needed to call Ashley. Instead of doing it alone, I should seek her help.Topof Form

Just then her phone started ringing. My poor friend jumped up in terror. I went ahead to get her phone.

"It's Mrs. Margret, Eve,” I told her softly and waited for her response. I needed to give her medicine with some light food.

She held her forehead as if it would explode, "C...can you please let her know that I won’t be available tomorrow? Ask her to make the necessary purchases for the salon. I will pay, of course.”

Hmm. Something was definitely fishy. My friend taking an off was rare.

"Sure, I'll take care of it," I replied, feeling relieved that Eve's focus had shifted momentarily to something else. "But Eve, please promise me you'll take care of yourself. You need rest and you should see a doctor about your fever. Right now, I am bringing you some over-the-counter medicine and a bowl of oats."

Eve nodded, looking grateful for the concern. "Thank you for being with me, Aniya." She said weakly.

As I left her room, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach. Eve was my closest friend, and I hated seeing her in pain. But I also knew that there was only so much I could do to help her.

After too much insistence, I managed to give her one or two spoons of oatmeal and tucked her in bed.

As I walked towards the living room, I pulled out my phone and dialed Ashley's number. When she left the apartment so that she could restart her life with Justin, she had specifically asked us to let her know if we were in trouble.

She picked it up on the third ring and spoke in a busy tone.

"Aniya, I am in the middle of an official lunch. What's going on?"

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "Ashley, something's wrong with Eve," I said, my voice shaking. "I think, she's been running away from something and it's taking a toll on her. She needs help." I paused for a moment, "Can you call me back after getting done with this lunch?"

Ashley didn't hesitate, "F*ck this lunch. You two are my friends and I'll be there in an hour," she said, her voice determined. "We'll figure this out, Eve. Don't worry.’

Feeling a little lighter, I made my way back to Eve's room to check on her. She was asleep, her breathing shallow and labored. I sat down next to her bed, holding her hand and hoping that she would find some peace in her dreams.