Chapter 63

People were inherently selfish. It might be a bit harsh to generalize, but Jocelyn knew all too well that she was pretty much cut from that cloth.

She wanted to be her hubby’s everything.

She’s even thought that if she kicked the bucket, she’d want her hubby to tag along for the ride.

That’s gotta be some kind of sickness.

On some issues, she was a bit of a fanatic, too.

Melvin just shrugged it off and said, “Are there really guys like that in this world?”

Jocelyn cocked her head and eyed him, “Given our current relationship, if your mom and I fell into the river at the same time, who would you save first?”

The second the words left her lips, you could practically see his face lose all color.

“No ‘ifs’.”

Jocelyn frowned, “Can’t you just play along and give me an answer?”

“My mom’s passed away.

Jocelyn’s breath hitched, and she blurted out reflexively, I’m sorry.”

She genuinely didn’t know squat about Melvin’s family affairs; he never mentioned his parents, and she just assumed they were both hale and hearty considering he’s still a young buck.

Melvin clammed up.

Jocelyn just sat there in silence and said no more as well.

A million questions swirled in her head, but she didn’t dare to voice a single one.

Ever since she popped that question, she could feel him wrapped up in darkness, the kind where there’s no way to find your way

out.

Suddenly, a thought zipped through her mind. Could his aversion to getting married have something to do with his family? Was it because of his mother?

kids are already growing

another glance at him. He was driving

to swing by the office for a bit.”

corner and I’ll hail a cab,” Jocelyn said, not wanting to be a pain

the car. “Won’t take long.

feel like arguing

Melvin got on the

a security uniform. With hands full of bags,

Willow showed up.

dolled up in designer duds In a cocky manner, she looked down

he was called back again; as he listened to the assistant, he nodded and smiled. Then he scurried to

assistant stood by the car, their words lost on the wind, but

at the company entrance, and the sneer on their

her blood boiling in an

followed her gaze and caught sight

through a

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Calvin soon plastered on a smile

Jocelyn came to the end of her patience. But

had taken the job. If

choke her, “Is this what a security chief’s job looks like

got out of the

minivan.

seen him coming because

front of Melvin, all meek and respectful,

being a security guard was no

second-class citizen, and there are those who’ll trash-talk you behind your back, trampling the profession all

jotting down license plates, doing rounds, or lending a hand when folks were laden with stuff seemed only natural. To do a favor

Willow was different; it felt like she was deliberately

gaze she gave clued her that it

sure. Willow knew he

bother the assistant? Why would she ask a man in his fifties, nearly at the age of retirement,

and out?

help, no big deal. But it

Willow’s beck and call, nor to see

cold stare,

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