18- Sean is not my fiancé
Ashley’s pov
For the first time, I saw the sincerity in this girl’s eyes. I was happy that forgetting our differences she took a stand for me.
She slapped her husband for me! For a maid!
“Thank you, Sarah,” Justin told her softly and she nodded trying to shift back the hair that was falling from my bun.
“Come on. Let’s get you to your room.” Justin told me and held my hand. Before leaving the room, I did not miss the threatening look he gave to my husband.
By now I was genuinely interested. In no way Justin was his elder brother.
Nah!
My husband was the only son. Then who was Justin to the family?
“Justin?” I called him while walking to the room, “Who are you?”
“What?” He chuckled, “I am Justin I guess.”
We stopped walking and he started tucking my hair behind my ear.
“No. Not that. I mean what is your relation to this family? Cousin? Assistant? Some relative?” I felt his body going tense.
“I… I am…” I was waiting for him to speak and for the first time, I found him hesitant about something.
Holding my hands, he looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes to sigh deeply, “This is proving to be more frustrating and more difficult than I could imagine.” He murmured more to himself, “Come on. Let’s go to your room first.”
I could not understand what he meant.
Once inside the room, I did not sit on the bed or mattress. I just kept looking at him questioningly.
“Y… You want coffee?” He asked me and then sauntered to the intercom device, “You could not finish your coffee there.
He was asking someone to bring me coffee and it warmed my heart. He was se*xy, funny intelligent. Yet he cared for me.
“Kitten. I need to talk to you. I need to tell you something. Can you promise to listen to me patiently?” He held my elbow and all I wanted to do was trace his strong jawline having one day’s old whiskers.
I giggled nervously and hugged him, “Why do you sound so …” I could not find the right word for it, “Scared or should I say…”
“I am scared, kitten. Hell scared!” He pulled me to his chest and engulfed me in that big hug. I smiled leaning my cheek on his chest.
Like always he smelled good. I did not know why he chose to befriend me. The girl who used to dress shabbily did not know how to carry out a decent conversation.
“What is it, Justin?” I raised my face to him and secretly wished to kiss him, “You are scaring me, Justin!” I said eyeing his lips briefly.
He was quietly looking into my eyes. Shaking his head, he cupped my cheek, “Kitten! I …”
There was a knock on the door.
Instead of Justin, I answered it, “Yes?” I hoped it was not my husband. I don’t think he would have enough courage to step into this bedroom.
“Justin! Ashley!” Sarah came inside and her gaze was on Justin’s hand touching my cheek, “I was here to ask about you, Ashley!”
I did not like this intrusion. Justin wanted to talk to me about something private and here she was sabotaging our privacy.
When I did not respond to her, she came near us and held my hand in both of hers, “Ashley. I think I misunderstood you. I am so sorry for what Sean did…”
She had moistness in her eyes.
“Not only Justin but I am also responsible for it…” What?
Did she really mean it?
***
Sarah’s pov
When Justin left with Ashley, I saw granny standing up slowly from her place.
“We will meet you later, Sarah,” Nadia whispered in my ear before exiting the room with Shella. They had witnessed more than enough family drama.
“Sean. Was the girl telling the truth?” Granny asked him in a stern tone. The poor man got slaps from Ashley and me.
Now, this was granny’s turn. I just could not imagine what Justin would do to him.
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