Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 25

25- Best Birthday Celebration

Ashley Walters pov

What did I just hear? Justin telling someone that he had a wife? That he was married? Wasn’t it supposed to be a secret wedding?

We were supposed to be friends. Despite being spouses, we were not allowed to get close. Nobody should know that I was his secret wife.

With mixed emotions, I closed the door.

Electra Deluca would kill me if she came to know that the secret was out.

I will be the one bearing its consequences. Not him.

I laid back on my mattress and was about to close my eyes when my gaze fell on our chat written on the back of the door.

A smile spread on my lips. What were we? Teenagers?

His handwriting was stable, fluid, and legible. It seemed strange compared to my handwriting which was small and appeared like a kid trying to write his first letters.

Even our writing styles were different.

Thinking about him, my eyes fluttered closed. In my dreams he was there, still smiling, writing something on the door.

This time his writing was so small that I needed to get closer to read it. He availed the chance and grabbed me from behind. It was when he turned me to him then I realized he was shirtless.

“This is a dream. Right?” I asked him and he chuckled nodding his head at me.

I reached up and started touching his muscles.

“You are so handsome, Justin.”

He brought his face down and looked into my eyes, “I think we are still not on talking terms.” His eyes fell to my lips meaningfully.

“So maybe…” I lifted myself on my toes, “We should quit talking and take advantage. It doesn’t happen daily that my crush shows up in my dream.” I whispered. Our lips were about to touch when my eyes opened.

Not understanding, I looked around and groaned. I was just about to kiss his lips. Just a little bit away.

Why? Oh, why?

I stretched and sat up straight. My breakfast was about to arrive so it was better if I would get up and freshen up.

Tying my hair with an elastic band, I went to the bathroom and came out after taking a shower. I chose to wear shorts with a loose white t-shirt that I tied in a knot around my

midriff. Bringing my laundry out, I fished out the watch from my skirt’s pocket that I bought for Justin.

I did not know if he would like it or not. I hope he did. Fingers crossed.

When the door handle turned, I quickly tried to put it inside my shorts pocket when I dropped it to the floor in my haste.

“Happy birthday to you.”

Yo! The man of my dreams entered the room carrying a cake with a single candle lighting up. Yup, the same man who I was about to kiss. I quickly picked it up and shoved it inside my pocket.

He placed the cake on the bed and quickly went to the door, “As you don’t want to talk to me so I better write it here.”

He wrote there, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, ASHLEY!

With that, he held my hand and brought me to the bed, “Cut the cake.” Pushing a knife in my hand he gestured towards the cake, “Go ahead. You can’t do it by writing. You need to cut it, Ashley.”