The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

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 weeds.

at him. He was driving

for a bit.” Melvin had already

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

car. “Won’t take long. Just hang in

like

lot, parked, and Melvin got on the phone without

entrance, decked out in a security uniform. With hands full of bags, he used his body to prop the glass door, looking

Willow

designer duds In a cocky manner, she looked down her nose at

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

the car, their words lost on the wind,

entrance, and the sneer on their lips

felt her blood boiling in an instant, her

saw Jocelyn staring daggers somewhere off to the side. He followed her gaze and caught sight of Calvin, empty-handed, looking like he was trying

a

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on a smile and went over to open their car door for them.

of her patience.

Willow was deliberately giving her dad the runaround or not, he had taken the job. If she stormed out now, it would only

her fists lighter, swallowing down the anger which was about to choke her, “Is this what

brow. Without answering her, he just got out of the car and slammed the door, striding towards the still-Idle

minivan.

inside it must’ve seen him coming because the

her dad stood in front of Melvin, all meek and respectful, and her heart twisted

security guard was no

a second-class citizen, and there are those who’ll

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 that was due to basic human decency, even if

she had just witnessed with Willow was different; it felt like

gaze she gave clued her that

sure. Willow knew

man in his fifties, nearly at the age of retirement, to

and out?

they genuinely needed help, no big deal. But it was clear that wasn’t the case.

father at Willow’s beck and call,

fixed Willow with a cold stare, “What do you