The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 8

Monday.

Chapter 8

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.”

were glued to the TV for that talent show. They were

too.”

shook her head, “She got famous on a foreign talent show, debuting with the whole innocent scholar image. Heard 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 down the minutes till her plane lands so they can welcome

you know all this?” Jocelyn was

of her “They spilled

out a laugh.

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

straight into teaching instead, she chatted with

turned

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the excitement

Preston, who usually couldn’t care less about anything, perked

“I know

you

her, and why not? She’s hardworking and a brainy beauty. I’m a fan 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 upcoming

room erupted

brightened even

onto the desk, muttering under his breath, “Dumb”

evening class, Jocelyn was packing up in the office when she spotted Preston lounging on the flowerbed steps outside

soon as he saw

you gone

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

to head over to my place for dinner?”

already taken

Jocelyn was speechless.

he

stay with his uncle, only to find the

and won’t be any bother,” Preston said with a

Melvin was sprawled out at her

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 your uncle’s

unreliable

she meant no

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

jab

Jocelyn felt suffocated.

closed doors with Melvin, their relationship, intimate as it got, was still one that

solace, devoid of love.

His brows

around the place, then back at the casually poised man, “The teacher couldn’t bear to watch a