The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 51

Jocelyn was half asleep when the buzzing of her phone vibrating freaked her out a bit.

She reached for her phone and answered groggily, “Hello?”

“Sleeping like a log?” The voice on the other end had a slightly creepy vibe.

Jocelyn frowned, “Who’s this?”

There was no answer.

Something felt off to Jocelyn, and she forced her eyes open to squint at the screen. Seeing that number sent a jolt through her, and instantly she was almost awake.

“What do you want?” she said, still with her eyes closed, but her brain was now in full gear.

A call in the dead of night? This dude was up to no good.

Melvin said, “I’m giving you ten minutes. Get to the hospital now.”

“I’m not sick. Why the heck would I go to the hospital? No way.

Jocelyn! Melvin was getting ticked off.

Jocelyn snorted, Yelling won’t help. What? Expecting me to come and catch you and Willow getting all lovey–dovey? That would be the real sickness.

Melvin was seething.

Why won’t this woman get a clue? She used to care so much about him hanging out with Willow, and now she couldn’t care less that he and Willow were at the hospital in the middle of the night?

“Aren’t you supposed to get a little jealous, you know, like a girlfriend? Melvin was thankful he was young and healthy, otherwise she’d have given him an aneurysm by now.

Jocelyn’s eyes snapped open again, shimmering with light.

She pursed her lips, got the hint from his words, cleared her throat, and sounded a bit more normal, “Girlfriend?”

“I’ll give you one more chance. Ten minutes. Now. Immediately!” With that, Melvin hung up.

Jocelyn looked at the phone screen and chuckled.

in the dead of night–less crowded, less chaos. Jocelyn, all perked up, headed to the ward and knocked

was Melvin who opened

at her,

it?” The voice of Willow came from inside, sounding a tad

and fruit, which was pretty thoughtful considering the time, bumped shoulders with Melvin and walked in,

immediately. Her gaze shifted to Melvin, standing behind

he call her over on purpose to embarrass her and add

go out of your way this late, Willow said, maintaining her politeness

set the flowers and fruit basket on the table, “I was planning to visit you

Sorry if

knew what Melvin was up to; he just didn’t want to be

fine here. You can go back,” Willow said, “It’s enough

admire Willow’s persistence, even in this state, she still

beat around the bush, “Alright, rest up. I’m heading

“Mhm.”

Melvin chimed in,

care of Willow. She’s pretty pitiful all alone

glared, “I said, I’m taking you home!”

more he insisted, the better

out that most worries were self–made, especially in relationships. The more she cared,

lightened up, not feeling as tied down anymore,

Jocelyn said, staring into his brooding eyes with a gentle smile, the picture of understanding, “I

was turning him down.

dangerously, and he dragged her out of the room, slamming the door behind

not want to be with her that badly?

Jocelyn asked as he pulled her into the emergency stairwell. The lights flicked on because of their presence, and the heavy

against the wall, “What’s

do now?” Jocelyn was exasperated, “Isn’t giving you some

couldn’t care less about me.” Melvin was finally tasting that feeling of indifference. Before, if he wasn’t home or was out, she’d always call or text to check on him. But lately, she genuinely seemed not to give

the hospital for ages, and she was still cool as a cucumber

she was ready to leave just like that, generously handing him over to Willow

this up, “I mean, I can’t exactly keep tabs on you, can I? Even if we were married, guys

growled, “Keep a close eye on YOUR man!”

“What’s so