Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid By Lisa Salman Chapter 77
77-Meeting Him
Ashley Walters pov
“Where are you going? Weren’t the project bids supposed to
be in the afternoon?” Evelyne asked me,ing out of her bedroom
and holding her yawn. Her jet ck hair was ruffled and messy but somehow, she still managed to look
s3xy.
Instead of responding to her question, I remarked, “How do you manage to look this
s3xy right after bed?” Her hand that was busy scratching her head, froze,
“Elijah used to say that
a lot.” The smile on her face was sad but long ago we had stopped crying at the mention of the names
of Elijah or Sam.
“And Sam used to tell me that I should pursue my career instead of serving in that Ice cream café.” I tri
ed to manage a shaky grin, “I miss them so much.”
“They both must be so proud of you.” She came closer and hugged me in a death grip. I started rubbin
g
her back.
For so many months, she had been visiting a psychiatrist for her mental health, but I knew she still miss
ed
him.
“Before their death, they told me that I should consider them as my family and …” I could not
finish it. What if they were still alive?
Would they be happy that we achieved so much in life? Would they had beaten Justin for hurting me be
cause I was like a sister to them?
“I am sure, Eve, that Elijah must be proud of you too. Do take your time. Mourn some more. But please
don’t close the doors of your heart. Let someone enter here.” I tapped her chest, “Not all guys want to b
eid back as soon as they meet you. Some might be genuine!” She chuckled and pulled back,
“Look who is talking!” she remarked shaking her head.
Picking up
my bag, I kissed her cheek, “Don’t cook dinner tonight. I will manage something.” She was the most har
dworking one among us.
“Don’t worry about that. Today I am not going to the salon. I am nning to watch movies and make An
iya do the dishes and cooking.”
I grinned when she winked, “You asked me about my project bidding. It’s in the afternoon. Right now, I
am just going to submit the thesis to Professor Georgy. By the way, there is some leftover coffee in the
kitchen.”
“Ah! Professor Georgy! The same one who has got hots for you?” She asked me mischievously.
“Nah! Please. He is just my teacher. Plus, don’t forget about my sweet boyfriend Gerald.”
“Yeah! I know!” she dismissed my point with a careless wave of her
hand, “he is sweet but not boyfriend material. He is more like a brother material!”
F*ck! Did she know?
While walking to
the university, her remark about Professor Georgy made me giggle. I had to look around quickly otherw
ise people might think I had gone nuts.
I took the flight of stairs to reach the first floor where Mr. Georgy’s office was located. I raised my hand
to knock his office door but then it went still when someone came out. She tried to hurtle past me at an
rming speed and bumped into me causing me to drop my folder.
“Ouch! Sorry!” Without looking at the person’s face, I quickly bent down to pick up my folder. Upon strai
ghtening, I found myself looking into familiar blue eyes. She was also a little bent but must have droppe
d the idea of picking up my file when she saw me fetching it.
“Oh, It’s you, Ashley!” She said being all friendly, “Hi. Nice to meet you after so long.” She extended her
hand but instead of taking it, I decided to walk past her.
Was she serious? She had been sending me those crazy silly notes and then expected me to return he
r handshake?
“Hey hey hey…” She blocked my path with her arms spread out, “Why so unfriendliness, girl?”
Just wow. Look at the gall of the girl. Did I need to exin to her why I was avoiding her? Or was it som
eone else who was sending me those notes with the intention that Sarah could be med?
“By the way,” she brought her mouth near my ear, “Aren’t you getting those notes?” When I pulled back
to eye her face, she nodded with a smirk, “You haven’t replied to any of them. Psst! Such a shame! No
t even a single response while on the other hand, I kept tiring myself with all those creative quotations!”
She was still a sicko, indeed!
Hell! Eve was right. She was a bi*tch!
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“You did not even confront her?” Evelyne shook me madly, “If I was in your ce, I would have killed he
r with my bare hands! You could have at least pped hard on that beautiful face!”
“I felt so disgusted that I
did not even want to look at her face, Eve,” I said and started putting on my heels. I had opted to wear
a knee–length ck skirt with a matching suit jacket.
“I am just fuming. You should have smacked
a punch at her face. Bitch!” for some reason her anger made me smile which I quickly masked behind t
he fake grimness.
“Now forget about her and tell me!” I rose to my feet and twirled around, “how do I look?”
Her forehead still had frown lines when she examined me, “You look gorgeous. ssy! Why are you
wearing stockings?”
“Come on, Eve. They are neutral–colored!” I looked down and straightened my skirt,
“Don’t I look perfect?”
“Those creamy legs deserve to get noticed, girl!”
“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes at her, “I am not going on a date.”
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“That Mr. J Deluca and his small Miss Nuts would be there. unt every asset you have!” She threw a f
lying kiss in my direction that I not only caught but ced the imaginary kiss inside my blouse.
“I think you should hurry, otherwise that Rayan might get a chance to say or do anything against you,”
Eve warned me, and she was right.
However, I could not leave until and unless I received my printouts. My printer had given upon mest
night, so I asked a boy who lived in our building to do it for me.
He camete and I left as soon as I got them.
I was runningte, so I just barged into the Central meeting hall of the university. There was only one c
arton ced on the floor that belonged to me. It carried my project files that we were supposed to
keep with us.
Picking that up with a speeding heartbeat, I peeked a little through the thin crack of the curtains. Sarah
was sitting there withmunity members while Justin could not be seen.
“Hey, topper!” I jumped when I heard Rayan behind
me, “Where were you? We already arranged our folders
on the desks.”
“Yeah,” I tried bncing the heavy carton, “something unexpected came up.”
“Oh, yeah?” He ran his gaze over my body, reminding me of Sean. The creep!
He was looking at me and was sucking an ice cream cone in chocte vor, meaningfully opening his
Cheapster! Bastard!
I wish along with being a second–best student, he could be a little
bit decent. He might, definitely, go a long way.
When he saw me not responding much, he cocked up a brow.
“Hey, Ice Queen! Are we deaf?”
“Hmm,” was the
only response I coulde up with that did not sit well with him. The cone he was still sucking had som
in it. Without warning, he stered the ice cream side on my lips, covering my lower face with chocte
“What the hell!” Before I could snap at him, he had gone inside, leaving me there holding the heavy cart
Hooked around for a desk to ce the carton on because I could not take the risk to lean down again du
Hardly two to three minutes might be left in starting the meeting when the door
behind me opened and someone came inside closing back the door.
I closed my eyes when a familiar whiff of male perfume hit my nostrils.
I could feel his presence right behind me and I was aware I might bump my back into his hard chest.
Swallowing hard, I slowly turned around to face him and found a pair of those amber–
colored eyes staring right into mine.
He was
looking down at me quietly. His hair had grown, making his locks fall on his forehead. The once clean–
shaved jaw was no more there and was reced by a hair–traced jawline
and thin sideburns. The different style was perfect for making him look more striking and elegant. He wa
He looked devilishly handsome.
We
kept staring at each other until gradually he rose his arm and wiped my mouth with his shirt sleeve. I clo
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