The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 63

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?

and her kids are already

at him. He was

by the office for a bit.” Melvin had already steered the car towards his

cool, just drop me off at the corner and I’ll hail a

the car. “Won’t take

like arguing anymore.

company’s open-air lot, parked, and Melvin got on

security uniform. With

enough, Willow showed up.

dolled up in designer duds In a cocky manner, she looked down her nose at Calvin

and was to head away when he was called back again; as he listened to the assistant, he nodded and smiled. Then he scurried to load stuff into a minivan parked

car, their words lost on the wind, but

at the company entrance, and the sneer

felt her blood boiling in an instant, her fists clenching slightly.

the side. He followed her gaze and caught sight of Calvin, empty-handed, looking like he was trying to explain

a bag and said

Chapter 63

plastered on a smile and went over to

her patience.

the runaround or not, he had taken the job. If she stormed out now,

about to choke her, “Is this what a security chief’s job looks like at your

furrowed his brow. Without answering her, he just got out of

minivan.

folks inside it must’ve seen him coming because the door swung

of Melvin, all meek and

being a security guard was no cakewalk.

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

when folks were laden with stuff seemed

was different; it felt

and gaze she gave clued her that it

sure. Willow knew he was her dad.

ask a man in his fifties, nearly at the age

and out?

needed help, no big deal. But it

didn’t want to see her father at Willow’s beck and call, nor to see him treading on

with a cold stare, “What do you think

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