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.

the hospital. A minor concussion and

be

was having a run of bad luck, with one thing after another happening to

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

receiving the call, but

you were at the hospital, so he insisted on popping in to see you,” Ursula

had blurted it out in a

nod at Zephyr, “Thanks for making

noticed the bandage wrapped around her right ankle, “Is it serious?”

keeping me overnight for observation,” Jocelyn didn’t hide the fact.

but he was grateful she

small talk, he

as she pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed.

in him?” Jocelyn asked.

good look, less gloomy than some, Ursula shrugged, “He’s tight with that guy, birds of a

smiled faintly, ‘Good that you

spending some time with her, Ursula let Jocelyn rest.

in the hospital bed, utterly

the room. But the two others were fast

Chapter 93

noise, knew she wouldn’t fall asleep in such

decided to get up. Limping slightly, she made

wasn’t too cold outside. Wrapped in her coat, she began to

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

moment, perhaps from the concussion, she forgot to look away, just staring numbly at him.

silent for a long moment before speaking, “All alone in the hospital? No

Regaining her composure, Jocelyn stood up to head back to her

injured ankle, also with the sudden dizziness from

firm arm wrapped around her waist and

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

go immediately, warmth from his palm seeping

away, “Mr. Martinez, I’d appreciate it if you’d remove your hand.”

hand finally