The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 8

Monday.

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First thing in the morning. Jocelyn pounced on Preston at the classroom door, demanding his written reflection.

Truth be told, she felt awkward around Preston.

With Melvin crashing at her place these past few days, he hadn’t lifted a finger to look after his nephew.

Melvin’s justification was, “The kid’s big enough to fend for himself. He won’t starve

What would Preston’s folks think if they knew they’d entrusted their son to such an unreliable dude? Would they be kicking themselves?

Preston fished a piece of paper from his backpack and handed it to her, all casual like, and quipped, “When’s my uncle heading home?”

Jocelyn felt a lump in her throat her gaze fluttered in confusion.

Trying to appear calm, she fiddled with the textbooks in her hands. “Why don’t you call him and ask?”

“Hmph, if I could get that out of him, would I be asking you? Preston gave her a sidelong glance, his backpack twisted in his grip. Didn’t you say you had a boyfriend? Are you playing the field now, or is this some secret love affair?

Jocelyn almost choked.

Raising an eyebrow, Preston teased, “You’re not planning to become my auntie, are you?”

Turning her head and covering her mouth, Jocelyn took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.

Forget about it. Dream on, but don’t get your hopes up, he said before strutting into the classroom.

Jocelyn felt a chill run down her spine.

Maybe before, Melvin’s reluctance to tie the knot was just a passing thought. But now, Preston’s words seemed to confirm that Melvin wasn’t just temporarily against marriage; he’d planted this idea long ago and was dead set on it. unlikely to change his mind.

Back in the office, Jocelyn saw several students from the class next door standing with their heads down in front of their teacher, Freya’s desk

“What’s up with them? Jocelyn asked casually.

Freya glanced at the students. “Caught them using their phones during class

Jocelyn chuckled. “What’s so fascinating that even your class monitor risked getting caught by you to sneak a peek?”

Freya passed her phone to Jocelyn “Some starlet who hit the big time the moment she debuted.”

at the screen. “My folks were glued to the TV for

too.”

she’s coming back home soon, and some hotshot director’s got his eye on her for a leading role. The whole nation’s buzzing, counting

do you know all this?” Jocelyn

gestured to the kids in front of her “They spilled the beans just now”

let out a laugh.

on the

in the afternoon, Jocelyn didn’t dive straight into teaching instead, she

conversation turned to the nation’s

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of her name, the excitement in

couldn’t care less

“I know

you

too,” Jocelyn said. “I’ve checked, and she’s due back at the beginning of next month. If you guys can top the grade in the

erupted

smile brightened even more.

eyes and slumped onto the desk,

in the office when she spotted Preston lounging on the flowerbed steps outside the

got up as soon

haven’t you gone home yet, Preston?”

bag and slouching like he couldn’t stand straight, his hair almost covering his eyes, complained, “I’m sick of takeout. Can you cook?

slightly. “Are you planning to head over to my place for dinner?”

already taken in my uncle;

Jocelyn was speechless.

forgotten he was Melvin’s

uncle, only to find the uncle was not

after I eat and won’t be any

that Melvin was sprawled out at

was just a kilometer from the school to where she lived. Breaking the awkward silence, Jocelyn asked, “How come your parents are cool with leaving you in

my uncle’s unreliable too? Preston

she meant no such thing.

again, “How long have you been with him? I’ve never

brutal jab

Jocelyn felt suffocated.

as it got, was still one that couldn’t see the light of

physical solace,

home, Melvin was lounging in the living room on his laptop. His brows knitted when he saw

man, “The teacher couldn’t bear