The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 71

Jocelyn was on pins and needles the whole day without a peep from Melvin

Instead, the comments under that account were blowing up.

Only then did she notice the top comment was actually posted by Hamison

“Hey everyone, it’s Harrison here. Just to set the record straight, it was just a regular, casual get together, not an engagement like some of you are making it out to be. Let’s not jump to conclusions. Thanks!”

Jocelyn knew Harrison was looking out for her. That guy had a way of being thoughtful without making a fuss about it.

If it weren’t for the worry that Melvin might stir up trouble, she wouldn’t give a hoot about what others were gossiping about.

The bigger the hoopla, the more she fretted about Melvin getting ticked off

After a moment’s hesitation, she also chimed in with a comment under Harrison’s, “Just a friendly hangout. No need to fill in the blanks, haha. Your well-wishes aren’t doing any favors for me and my boyfnend’s harmony. If you wanna send good wishes, send them to me and my beau, alright? Thanks!”

She was scrambling to make amends

The last sentence was just to soothe Melvin.

But her reply didn’t do squat to calm the storm. Some troll started a beat, accusing her of playing the field, hopping from one boat to

the other.

Then came the photos. There she was in the city with Melvin at a hotel entrance, her neck covered in love bites.

The snapshot was taken at a tricky angle. Her face was clear as day, but Melvin’s was blurry. It still could be told he was not Harrison though.

Besides that photo, the troll dropped the bomb that Jocelyn was a middle school teacher.

The netizens went ballistic in a hot minute

One by one, they swarmed her comment section, slamming her for wild living style. She was said to be a disgrace to teachers

controversy just kept getting louder. What started as blessings for her and Hammson turned

brunt of a cyber mob, which could crush a soul all of a sudden

used to wonder how she’d handle being in the shoes of those who faced online witch hunts. In the past, she’d be unfazed

conscience was clear

clear-conscience and all, but

worried that her parents would get dragged

whirlwind of gnevance, fear, anxiety, worry, and terror hit her all

a street interview had blown up into a

It didn’t take long before

about her looks being too sultry for a serious teacher

and her good looks, any slight impropriety or intention to go lowbrow will lose students

studies.

official website and demanding to dismiss Jocelyn

saw the uproar

become the talk of the town, on par with internet celebs

strings behind the scenes, she’d eat her hat.

before clocking out, his face as stormy as the neighbors’ curious

was all sighs, with those harsh words stabbing her heart.

not wanting to drag her parents down, beat it back to her apartment before anyone

almost topped getting out of the cab, mask on and

were how grim as if the heavens were about

thunder, and the weeping leaves seemed to resonate with her mood as she stumped onto the steps of a

earby nurden, drained

off her phone, her hair whipping around in the wind, clothes rustling.

city, and soybean like raindrops began to fall, spreading ripples at her feet and slowly

one was spying on her, right?

normally friendly neighbors were giving her the side-eye, and the driver seemed to size her up even in the cab. She felt like someone

But it was the only place she could find a moment

target of a cyber roast, or why things had spiraled out of control

look even more pitiful, as if she was the only one left in the world, or as

eyes burned and her throat sliced open Covering her face, she did not know if it

but she could