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.

looked a bit more like its usual self in the dead of night–less crowded, less chaos. Jocelyn, all

was Melvin who

an eyebrow, but Melvin glared at her, annoyed at how slow she was.

The voice of Willow came from inside, sounding a tad weak

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

shifted to Melvin, standing behind Jocelyn, and that twisting pain in her

to

this late, Willow

table, “I was planning to visit you when

now. Sorry if I disturbed your rest.”

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

go back,” Willow said, “It’s enough that

this state,

“Alright, rest up. I’m heading

“Mhm.”

soon as Willow finished, Melvin chimed in, “I’ll take

stay here and take good care of Willow. She’s pretty pitiful all alone here,” Jocelyn was the picture of magnanimity, “I’ll just grab a

glared, “I said, I’m taking you

more he insisted, the better

self–made, especially in relationships. The more she cared, the harder

feeling as tied down anymore, and everything seemed brighter.

into his brooding eyes with a gentle smile, the picture of

turning him down.

and he dragged her out of the room, slamming the door behind them. Willow

really not want to be with her that badly?

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

pinned her against the wall, “What’s

Jocelyn was exasperated, “Isn’t giving you some space

he wasn’t home or was out, she’d always call

ages, and she

handing him over to Willow like passing on a toy. Did she

bringing this up, “I mean, I can’t exactly keep

grip tightened on her waist, and he growled, “Keep a close eye on YOUR man!” Jocelyn

frowned, “What’s so funny?”