Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“But for those babies, you also need a man in your life, Ashley.” That made me quiet. He put his arm around me making my head lean on his shoulder, “Not just any man, Ash, but someone who will give you the love you deserve.”

We were silent for a few minutes, “What about you, Justin? Don’t you want to get married and have kids?”

He did not answer that. I looked up and found him looking down at me. There was something in his amber eyes that was making my insides go liquid.

“I would when the time will be right.” He shifted back the hair strand off my face.

Right time? Did he mean Sarah?

And that reminded me why I was there last night in the first place.

“What is it, Ashley?” He asked me gently, “Are you cold?” He wrapped his other arm around me.

“N…No. No, Justin. I am not cold.” I tried to sit straight but could not under his arms‘ weight.

Holding my chin between his fingers he lifted my face. I was avoiding eye contact with him, “Look up, kitten. Tell me. There is something on your mind.”

I had no idea how to bring up the subject. Something that seemed not so difficult last night was proving to be quite challenging now.

“Justin. You might get angry. I just…” He frowned and put his arms under my thighs and behind my back, Hey!” I squealed, “What are you doing?”

He lifted me up with great ease as if I weighed nothing and made me sit on his lap, “Why do you think I will get angry, Ashley? Tell me. Is someone bullying you?”

He asked me sternly as if he was my father. I swallowed the laughter that erupted in my chest and placed my forehead on his to exhale a sigh.

“Justin. Last night…” I closed my eyes, “Last night,… I met, Sarah.” I completed it quickly and did not open

my eyes.

His body went rigid under me.

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“Where?” His tone suddenly had gone from friendly to frosty one. Like he might kill someone if he would get a chance.

“I… I… I am…”

“Come on, Ashley. Speak up. Where she met you?”

I started playing with the sleeve of his t–shirt, “It’s not important, Justin where I met him. The thing is… If possible … I mean… Justin… what I mean to say is…”

“Ashley!” His tone carrying this edge sent chills down my spine.

I placed my head on his shoulder and squeezed my eyes shut, “Bring her back, Justin.” I spoke quickly.

Silence.

That’s what I heard after I was done.

Damn, you, Sarah. I was having a good time with him and here your name created this tension.

Very gently he placed me on the bed and shifted to the edge of the bed so that he could stand up.

I panicked when he did not respond, “Justin. Are you leaving? Where are you going?”

Without losing my grip, I walked around him and stood in front. I did not give a damn if anyone might witness seeing us standing so close.

“Justin! Please.” So many tears started rolling down my cheeks, “Please Justin.” I did not know what I was begging for. But I was tense.