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 growing like weeds.

another glance at him.

a bit.” Melvin had already

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

car. “Won’t take long. Just

feel like arguing anymore.

parked, and Melvin got on the phone

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

Willow

manner, she looked down

as he listened to the

words lost on the wind,

and the sneer on their lips was

blood boiling in an instant, her fists clenching slightly.

off to the side. He followed her gaze and

sopistant rummaged through a

Chapter 63

stunned for a second, Calvin soon plastered on a smile and went over to open their car door for them.

of her patience. But she couldn’t

had taken the job. If she stormed out now,

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

out of

minivan.

folks inside it must’ve seen him coming because the

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

a security guard was

those who’ll trash-talk

laden with stuff seemed only natural. To do a favor like that was due

it felt like she was deliberately treating her father

look and gaze she gave clued her

knew he

why didn’t she bother the assistant? Why would she ask a man in his fifties, nearly at the age of retirement, to run

and out?

needed help, no big deal. But it was clear that

and call, nor to see him treading on eggshells with a

Melvin fixed Willow with a cold

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