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.”

“My folks were glued to the TV for that talent show. They

too.”

innocent scholar image. Heard she’s coming back home soon, and some hotshot director’s got his eye on her for a leading role.

know all this?” Jocelyn was

front of

out a

grinning Keep an eye on the students in your own class,

straight into teaching instead, she

turned to the nation’s newest darling,

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of her name, the excitement in the room was

Preston, who usually couldn’t care less

“I know

you

next month. If you guys can top the grade in the upcoming monthly exams, I’ll see if I can organize a trip

room erupted in cheers

brightened

his eyes and slumped onto the desk, muttering

she spotted Preston lounging

got up as soon

you gone home yet,

his hair almost covering his eyes, complained, “I’m sick of takeout. Can you cook?

slightly. “Are you planning to head over to

it’s a big deal. You’ve already taken in my uncle;

Jocelyn was speechless.

he

nephew came to stay with his uncle, only to find

be any bother,” Preston said with a look of distaste.

that Melvin was sprawled out

Breaking the awkward silence,

unreliable too? Preston countered.

meant no

long have you been with him? I’ve never

jab to

Jocelyn felt suffocated.

their relationship, intimate as it got, was still one that couldn’t see the light of day.

years of physical solace,

lounging in the living room on his laptop. His brows knitted

man, “The teacher couldn’t bear to watch a