The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 27

Jocelyn was totally killing it in class today, her interaction with the students was outstanding.

When the bell rang signaling the end of class, Jocelyn wrapped things up. Normally, she’s not one to let her classes run

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Jocelyn, you feeling okay? the class monitor came over, looking a little worried,

Jocelyn just smiled at her and answered. “Yes, I’m good”

“But your eyes are all red”

Feeling a bit sheepish, Jocelyn admitted. “Oh, I got face wash in my eyes this morning Don’t worry, I’m fine”

The kids’ concern really boosted her mood. Heading back to her office, she found a bouquet of roses on her desk.

Jocelyn, I saw these with the security guy on my way in and he said someone left them for you, so I brought them up,” another teacher explained

“Oh, thanks”

Jocelyn glanced at the twenty-odd roses, no note, no clue who they were from.

She never would’ve guessed Melvin, since he’d never given her so much as a single bloom.

Got an admirer, huh? Ursula waltzed in after her class and teased upon seeing Jocelyn lost in thought with the flowers Couldn’t they at least leave a name?”

Jocelyn just shrugged with a helpless grin, “No idea who sent them.”

“Whoever sent it will definitely send flowers again. You’ll figure it out,” Ursula said as she took a seat. “By the way, it’s my birthday today. No class tonight, so grace me with your presence for dinner, will ya? Don’t bother with a gift. Just bring

the fun.”

Another teacher chimed in, laughing. “You say that, but who’d show up empty-handed?”

I’m serious We’re all about the good times, not the formalities, Ursula asked Jocelyn, “You got class tonight?”

Jocelyn checked her schedule and answered, “Nope.”

Then you gotta come,” Ursula said. “I’ll drop the address in the chat. Everyone who’s free should show up. It’s a buffet. so as long as you’re not too late, there’s grub.”

occasionally glancing at the

really couldn’t guess who sent them.

took a pic and tweeted it anyway. [First time getting red roses and they’re from a

finally

up on Daisy. [My daughter’s a sweetheart. The guy’s got good taste.]

a

[Eh? Isn’t

a bit as she dryly replied to

[What’s ‘over? You guys split? Why?]

and

then added. [Out with the old,

Jocelyn smiled again.

Twitter was blowing up with 21 new messages,

prep

a couple of colleagues to the buffet. Soon after, more teachers and some of Ursula’s

three-layer cake, which she playfully blamed them for wasting money on, but still donned a crown and made a wish when the candles were lit

her class to top the finals and for her subject to

being so wicked, leaving no room for the others to

chatting Jocelyn was in high spints

have time to dwell on the crummy stuff

which was genuinely joyous

later, they finally left

as merry leaving as they were arriving. Simple emotions often hold more

She initially wanted to drop Jocelyn off, but it was out of the way, so Jocelyn declined and

waited for

up in front of her, window rolled down, and Melvin, looking grim, told

had spotted his car nearby earlier but

over nonchalantly as any

ride arrived soon after and stopped behind Melvin’s Porsche.

to it,

driver signaled and drove around

without raising an eyelid,

her apartment complex, and she got out.

car followed and he jumped out, grabbing Jocelyn’s

are you

tightly. “I

a bit taken aback but didn’t

Melvin tried calling her, but she wouldn’t pick up, nor respond to his texts. If it weren’t for Preston, he