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?

her kids are already growing like

sneaked another glance at him. He

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

drop me off at the corner and I’ll hail a cab,” Jocelyn said,

“Won’t take

feel like

open-air lot, parked, and Melvin got on the phone without getting out right away.

alvin, at the main entrance, decked out in a security uniform. With hands full of bags, he used his body to prop the

Willow showed up.

a cocky manner, she looked down her nose at

as he listened to the assistant, he nodded and smiled. Then he scurried to load stuff into a minivan parked out front. After stowing the gear, he dashed

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

sneer on their lips was obviously directed

in an instant, her fists

her gaze and caught sight of Calvin, empty-handed, looking like he was trying to explain

rummaged through a bag and said

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a smile

the end of her patience.

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

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

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

minivan.

it must’ve seen him coming because the door swung open again.

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

knew that being a security

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

had 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 that was due to basic human decency,

witnessed with Willow was different; it felt like she was deliberately treating her father as

gave clued her

was sure. Willow knew he was her dad.

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

and out?

big deal. But it was clear that

to see her father at Willow’s beck and call, nor to see him

Willow with a cold stare, “What