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.

crowded, less chaos. Jocelyn, all perked up, headed to the ward and knocked on the door.

who opened

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

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

the

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

her over on purpose to embarrass her and

to go out of your way this late, Willow said, maintaining her politeness but with a frosty

flowers and fruit basket on the table, “I was

insisted I come now. Sorry if I disturbed your

he just didn’t want to be alone with her,

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

admire Willow’s persistence, even in this state,

didn’t beat around the bush, “Alright,

“Mhm.”

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

take good care of Willow. She’s pretty pitiful all alone here,” Jocelyn was the picture of

“I said, I’m taking you home!”

more he insisted, the

worries were self–made, especially in

lightened up, not feeling as tied

a gentle smile, the picture of understanding,

turning him

dangerously, and he dragged her out of the room, slamming the door behind them. Willow stared blankly at the door.

to be

her into the emergency stairwell. The lights flicked on because of their presence, and the heavy door shut, leaving them in silence.

pinned her against the wall,

exasperated, “Isn’t giving

you just 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

for ages, and she was still cool as a

over to Willow like passing on a toy. Did she really get

up, “I mean, I can’t exactly keep tabs

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

frowned, “What’s