The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 69

They were at a standoff.

A cigarette was finished, its butt hit the ground, sparks flying briefly before being snuffed out under his foot.

“There’s nothing left to say, let go,” he said, reaching for the car door.

Jocelyn didn’t want to release her grip, fearing that once she did, he’d go after Harrison to settle scores.

They were at a tug-of-war, neither of them backing down, not physically at least. But wasn’t this struggle over the car door also their mental tug-of-war?

“Harrison is Innocent. Jocelyn stressed again.

Melvin looked at her intently, “Your word doesn’t cut it.”

Jocelyn took a deep breath, “I’ll make it clear tomorrow to my parents that we’re faking a relationship.”

Melvin stayed silent.

Jocelyn bit back her frustration, I won’t break up with you.”

A flicker of amusement crossed Melvin’s face, “Quite the sacrifice you’re making for that guy”

“No.” Jocelyn clenched her teeth, “I like you, so I can’t bear to let you go; I don’t want us to part ways.”

Melvin chuckled

He pursed his lips, watching Jocelyn as if she were driven to desperate measures, a hint of mockery in his eyes, “Do you realize how fierce you look right now? If you had a knife in your hand, you’d probably stab me right here,” he said, pointing to his chest.

Jocelyn did indeed wish she could just off him, but it was only a fleeting thought.

“I’m going on a business trip. I hope you’ve sorted things out by the time I get back. If not, I’ll deal with it when I return,” Melvin said, checking the time. He couldn’t delay any longer.

Jocelyn knew his last words were both a warning and a threat, but the only thing that gave her a bit of relief was that he was leaving

“Let go, Melvin insisted, looking at her hand still clinging to the car door.

Jocelyn pulled her hand away, and Melvin retracted his foot, closing the car door.

Just as Jocelyn was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Melvin rolled down the car window, rested his elbow on the frame, and

motioned her over with a hook of his finger.

Jocelyn sank her heart once again and walked over.

Melvin

again, nearly pressing

reached out, cupped the back of her head, and pulled her

never be satisfied

his eyes. His fingers gently traced her swollen, red lips, his Adam’s

winced in pain, slapping

let go, soothing the bitten spot with gentle licks and kisses after the

part. She really couldn’t figure

he actually want?

But in reality, he had

her, and never said he loved her,

his reluctance to let her

he not bear to part with

the mark he had left. His fingers grazed it gently.

her eyes, he softened considerably, “Go home and get some

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decisively and stepped on the gas. The car’s

Jocelyn slumped

nightmares and dreamed of Melvin going after Harrison, stabbing him, with blood splattering all

her.

her dream, Melvin was like a bloodthirsty demon, lips smeared with blood, raising the knife towards her, challenging if

dared to run.

up

was just after 5 a.m.,

in her phone, her mind preoccupied with how to handle

agreed with Harrison but now she was reconsidering. The worst part was

dating could lead to breakups, it shouldn’t have turned upside down

words had given her

the table set, asked, “Why are you up so early today? What happened to your neck? noticing

sleep, got bitten by a bug, and accidentally scratched it open,” Jocelyn said, placing the pasta on

no bugs

daughter’s low spirits, asked, “What did Harrison and

annoyed at the

two get married, they won’t live with you. It’s

her plate of pasta, which felt like swallowing

days. Even if there’s a spark, it’s only superficial. How did we get to talking about marriage? Jocelyn put down her chopsticks, “Don’t get too chummy with them. Who knows when we might

put in some effort, Daisy urged, “You know it’s just the beginning, so why

tortured in

the future, love will follow,” Calvin tried to relieve her pressure, comforting her. “We as parents only