The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 63

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

another glance at him. He

for a bit.” Melvin had already steered the car

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

car. “Won’t take long. Just

feel like

into the company’s open-air lot, parked, and Melvin got on the

car, Jocelyn spotted her dad, alvin, at 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

was dolled up in designer duds In a cocky manner, she looked down her nose at

again; as he listened to the assistant, he nodded and smiled. Then he scurried

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

entrance, and the sneer on their lips was obviously directed at

her blood boiling in an instant, her fists

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

a bag and said

Chapter 63

plastered on a smile and went over to

this, Jocelyn came to the end of her patience. But she couldn’t blow her

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

was about to choke her, “Is this what a security chief’s

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

minivan.

coming because the

her dad stood in front of Melvin, all

knew that being a security guard was no cakewalk.

citizen, and there are those who’ll trash-talk you behind your back,

license plates, doing rounds, or lending a hand when folks were laden with stuff seemed only

witnessed with Willow was different; it felt

gaze she gave clued

knew he was her

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

and out?

But it

and call,

fixed Willow with a cold stare, “What

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