Chapter 28

Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, not bothering to look back

“Come on, there’s a limit to making a scene.” Melvin was sure she was just making a scene. He had already explained himself. What more did she want from him?

Jocelyn took a deep breath feeling more pathetic and ridiculous by the second.

In his eyes, she was just being a drama queen because she wanted more Yep, to him, she was totally overreacting.

And he had already stooped to coax her, so she should’ve taken the hint and quit while she was ahead.

It used to be the same old story she’d get mad he’d sweet talk her a bit, and she’d drop it all.

Truth be told, back then she kinda liked being coaxed by him because it felt like he actually cared, like she mattered to

him

But thinking it over now, it all seemed like just going through the motions without ever wondering why. She couldn’t even tell if he meant any of it. Or was it just sweet talk to get her into bed and then back to business as usual?

“I’m beat. Let’s go home Melvin said, moving in to grab her hand and pull her towards the apartment building.

Jocelyn stood her ground.

Melvin turned around, his patience obviously wearing thin.

Jocelyn gently wriggled her hand free. “You should go back to your place.”

want? Melvin unbuttoned

don’t want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool off. Give

and looked at her coldly without saying anything. That calm before the storm sent a shiver down Jocelyn’s spine

of making her knees buckle

sure you won’t let me come up tonight? His tone was heavier now.

beat pounding against her chest, pressuring her to cave.

herself

her for a long moment before his lips twisted into

resounding thud, Jocelyn’s anxiety

roared angrily, as if venting Melvin’s rage and

Jocelyn bent over, hands on knees, gasping for air, fully aware of what her refusal

and the man she had loved

night, Jocelyn slept like a log.

turning all night like the one before, but instead, she snoozed

went about her classes and daily life as normal. When she wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting the shops, cooking at home when she felt like

the Romeo sending you roses? Got an admirer? Did you say yes? What’s he like? Give us the deets!’

upfront. “We’re not for each other. I turned

Chapter

Daisy sensed Jocelyn was taking her love life

a knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer

frowned at that. “Sure, he’s way wealthier, but it’s about

barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy, but just thinking about the grind… Jocelyn trailed off, shaking her head.

agreement. You’re talking sense. Those soap operas always show how rough it is to marry into wealth.

bother with Mr. Too Good

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