The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 98

Jocelyn’s heart raced at the sight of him, a flutter she could not shake off. She bowed her head and held her breath as she walked past him, hoping against hope he would not suddenly call out her name or grasp her arm to stop her.

Thankfully, she made it to the elevator without incident. As the doors slid open, she turned and pressed the button for the lobby, only to see Melvin stride confidently towards her, his aim clear he was getting on the elevator.

In a moment of near-panic, Jocelyn jabbed at the close button, pressing it repeatedly in the vain hope that the doors would shut before he reached them. But as always, the elevator doors seemed to crawl at a snail’s pace.

His foot shot out, preventing the doors from closing fully, and they re-opened.

Jocelyn’s scalp tingled, and she instinctively stepped back, putting as much distance between them as possible.

Her nerves were palpable, and she wondered if he could sense her tension. The moment he stepped in, the air seemed to thin.

An urge to flee filled her, the small space suddenly suffocating.

She clenched her fists, recalling Ursula’s advice: “Stay steady, don’t overdo it, don’t care too much. The more your emotions fluctuate, the more you need to remain cool. If you can’t face the past, how can you chase a new future?”

Jocelyn pulled out her phone, flicking aimlessly through the screen, absorbing none of the content. She just wanted the elevator to reach the ground floor, to escape

Her ringtone shattered the silence, making her jump. She quickly lowered the volume, her heart leaping as she saw the caller ID, a sense of cheating washing over her. As for whom she was ‘cheating’ with, she could not quite discern.

She swallowed hard, steadying her voice before answering.

“You’re up early,” Came Harrison’s gentle voice.

Jocelyn felt paranoid in the quiet, fearful of being overheard. She turned slightly away, whispering a soft “Yeah.”

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“Yeah” She stuck to monosyllabic replies, too afraid to say more.

“I couldn’t sleep a wink, Harrison said, his tone light. His morning voice was deep yet brimming with joy.

Jocelyn wanted to confess her restless night but didn’t dare.

Finally, the elevator reached the lobby. Jocelyn exhaled deeply with relief.

She waited for the doors to open, not rushing out ahead of Melvin. He exited first, and only then did she step out of the elevator.

“I’m heading out for breakfast,” She said into the phone, her voice more cheerful now that she was free of Melvin’s presence.

Harrison asked her what she would eat. Jocelyn admitted she was not sure.

the kind of everyday chatter new lovers might share, neither feeling bored nor burdened

to see Melvin still there, stationary as a

visceral nervousness. She gripped her phone tighter, saying, “I’m crossing the street. Gotta

“Alright.”

up, Jocelyn hurried her

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so focused on escaping that she missed the oncoming right-turning car. Halfway across the crosswalk, the car bore down on her, but she was yanked back violently

heart raced, adrenaline

icy male voice snapped Jocelyn to

in her

face and managed to choke out a “Thank you.”

a red light, she had no choice but to wait.

lacked the poise to appear

strangers, even the lack of eye contact was discomforting.

eternity, and she contemplated jaywalking just

Jocelynis steps quirkened, desperate to reach the other side, to distance herself from the man who could

Chapter 98

chance encounters, each going their separate way, clearly not traveling the same

than expected and waited for her at the

the principal deep in conversation with Harrison. They seemed well-acquainted and turned to smile at her. approach.

girlfriend, The principal remarked. “Jocelyn, you’re

a mission, and Principal Fletcher would be heartbroken if I

nothing to be taken

intimate restaurant perfect for

a familiar face at a table by the window.

different place? Harrison had not expected Melvin

then said, “No

had no reason to flee at the sight of him; it would only show

to the window, Jocelyn and Harrison facing each other

you want to switch

smile

suggested she order, but Jocelyn left it to him.

set the mood, he ordered steaks and red wine. The table adorned with red roses. The ambiance

the waiter poured

glass, Harrison

too, clinking

gaze was fixed on Harrison’s face