The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 93

Melvin stared at him like he was looking at a lunatic, “You got nothing else to do?”

What’s her point to come if you haven’t made up? Why’s she here today?” Zephyr couldn’t figure out what kind of game they were playing.

Melvin Ignored him.

“Hey, I’m just checking in on your love life, man,” Zephyr said as he quickly retracted his head when Melvin started to roll up the window, “Easy, man, you’re gonna give me a concussion.”

Melvin didn’t respond, just started the engine and drove off.

He hadn’t gone far when he saw the taxi Jocelyn had taken stopped at a red light.

He pulled up right beside it, window down, staring at the traffic light ahead, ready to floor it the second it turned green. And he did, swerving ahead of the taxi and then slamming on the brakes.

“What the hell, man!” the taxi driver yelled out, head popping out of the window, fuming.

Jocelyn glanced up and immediately recognized the car in front, even without seeing the license plate.

Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe not. But that dressing-down was well-deserved.

The driver, still agitated, sped up.

The taxi frequently overtook other vehicles on the freeway. Feeling a bit worried, Jocelyn suggested that the driver could slow down a

bit.

As a car approached from the right, the driver didn’t decelerate. The other car was speeding too. Everyone seemed in a rush, jostling for lanes.

Crash!

Jocelyn’s head spun, her body slamming against the car door, her head thudding against it, buzzing.

The car came to a halt. Jocelyn straightened up, wincing with pain as she moved her shoulder. Her tears were about to spill.

It was a car accident.

at the hospital. A minor concussion and a twisted ankle. It was significant

be kept overnight for observation.

she felt like she was having a

Instead, she called Ursula to ask for a change of clothes and toiletries. To her

arrived not long after receiving the call, but she wasn’t alone. Zephyr was with her.

was heading out and heard you were at the hospital,

had blurted it out in a rush without

nod at Zephyr, “Thanks for making the

noticed the bandage wrapped around her right ankle,

minor concussion. They’re keeping me overnight for observation,” Jocelyn didn’t hide the fact. Even if she didn’t tell him, he would probably

him, but he was

making some small

guy, Ursula commented as she pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed.

in him?” Jocelyn

seems like he’s got a good look, less gloomy than some, Ursula shrugged, “He’s tight with that guy, birds of a feather.

smiled faintly, ‘Good that you

spending some time with her, Ursula

in the hospital

patient in the room. But the two others were fast asleep and

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knew she

get up. Limping slightly, she made her way

it wasn’t too cold outside. Wrapped in her coat, she began to feel a little drowsy listening to

off, footsteps approached. Thinking it might be a doctor coming for rounds, she opened her

concussion, she forgot to look away, just staring numbly

an icy gaze and kept silent for a long moment before speaking, “All alone in the hospital? No one to keep

sarcasm was unwelcome. Regaining her composure, Jocelyn stood up to head back

ankle, also with the sudden dizziness from standing too quickly, she wobbled.

firm arm wrapped around her waist and

scent, she found her footing and clarity. Avoiding his eyes, she gently

let go immediately, warmth from his palm seeping through her thin hospital

away, “Mr. Martinez, I’d appreciate it if you’d

finally