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?

hitched and her kids are already growing like

him. He

by the office for a bit.”

me off at the corner and I’ll hail a cab,” Jocelyn said, not wanting to be

didn’t stop the car. “Won’t take long.

like arguing anymore.

Melvin got on the

decked out in a security uniform. With hands full of bags, he used his

Willow showed up.

manner, she

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

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

were staring at the company entrance, and the sneer on their lips was obviously directed at Calvin.

her blood boiling in an

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

a

Chapter 63

a second, Calvin soon plastered on a smile

Jocelyn came to the end of her

runaround or not, he had taken the job. If

the anger which was about to choke her, “Is this what a security chief’s job looks

of the car and

minivan.

seen him coming

all meek and respectful, and her heart twisted in

a security guard was

are those who’ll trash-talk you behind your back, trampling

seen her dad at work before. Sometimes jotting down license plates, doing rounds, or lending a hand when folks were laden with stuff seemed only natural. To do a favor like

different; it felt

clued her

sure. Willow knew

Why would she ask a man in his fifties, nearly at

and out?

no big deal. But it was clear that wasn’t the case.

call, nor to see him treading

that moment, Melvin fixed Willow with a cold stare, “What do you think you’re doing?”

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