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.

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

Melvin who opened

eyebrow, but Melvin glared at her, annoyed at how slow

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

the

Melvin, standing behind Jocelyn, and

he call her over on purpose to embarrass her and add

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

table, “I was

now. Sorry if I

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

back,” Willow said, “It’s

this state,

“Alright, rest up. I’m

“Mhm.”

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

She’s pretty pitiful all alone here,” Jocelyn was the picture of magnanimity, “I’ll just grab a cab.”

glared, “I said, I’m taking

the better Jocelyn felt.

figured things out that most worries were self–made, especially in relationships. The more she cared, the harder it

not feeling as tied down anymore,

it’s okay,” Jocelyn said, staring into his brooding eyes with a gentle

was turning

dragged her out of the room,

want to be with

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

the wall,

was exasperated, “Isn’t giving you some space okay?”

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

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

what you wanted?” Jocelyn didn’t quite get why he was suddenly bringing this up, “I mean, I can’t exactly keep tabs on you, can I?

“Keep a close eye on YOUR man!”

frowned, “What’s so funny?”