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?

his sister’s hitched and her kids are already growing like

another glance at him. He was driving

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

a cab,” Jocelyn

didn’t stop the car. “Won’t take

didn’t feel like

lot, parked, and Melvin got on the phone without getting out right

entrance, decked out in a security uniform. With

enough, Willow

designer duds In a cocky manner, she looked down

around 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 out front. After stowing the gear,

lost on the

company entrance, and the sneer on

an instant, her fists clenching

staring daggers somewhere off to the side. He followed her gaze and caught sight of Calvin, empty-handed, looking

through a bag and

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Calvin soon plastered on a smile and went over to open their

of her patience.

had taken the job. If she stormed out now, it would only embarrass

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

he just got out of

minivan.

coming because the door

stood in front of Melvin, all meek and

being a security guard

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

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

just witnessed with Willow was different; it felt like

gaze she gave clued her

was sure. Willow knew he was her

Why would she ask a man in his fifties,

and out?

they genuinely needed help, no big deal. But it was

beck and call, nor to

a cold stare, “What do you think you’re doing?”