Chapter 112

Standing beside Jocelyn was the ever-observant Rose, who had come earlier to remind her about something. When she caught sight of Melvin in his hospital gown, Rose couldn’t help but ask, “Jocelyn, why’s he still in his hospital gown? Did he bolt from the clinic? That’s cilly He might be worse off if he’s stilt sick and out and about.”

Rose meant well with her concern, but Melvin stood there, stone-faced, not uttering a word, leaving Rose in an awkward silence.

Jocelyn mustered a strained smile. “He came to grab a few things.”

Rose was no fool. After seeing Melvin caught in the rain the other day, she suspected the lovebirds had hit a rough patch, landing poor Melvin in the hospital.

Ah, the impulsiveness of young love.

The elevator door opened, and Melvin stepped out, pausing at the doorway and turning back to wait for Jocelyn to unlock the apartment door.

Jocelyn had decided to clear out every trace of him, but he tried to step back into her life.

She couldn’t outlast him, not with the state of mind he was in. She had no chance against his stubborn resolve

Reluctantly, she opened the door, and Melvin walked in.

Shedding the slippers he’d worn from the hospital, he looked for his own in the shoe cabinet but found only hers. His slippers were

gone

He tumed to Jocelyn, who understood his silent question and stated, “I threw them out.”

Predictably, his eyes darkened with that answer.

Barefoot, he moved to the bathroom. His cup and toothbrush were gone, as was his towel. Everything that was his had vanished.

He pressed on to the bedroom, opening the wardrobe to discover that all the clothes he’d left at her place were missing.

trace of the condoms he’d kept there

hit him then that she had been out

nearly knocked the wind out of

the bedroom, his Adam’s apple bobbed with barely contained fury. “Planning to make room for your

couldn’t manage his moods, so she focused on

broke up,” she

her with a steely gaze. Then, with a chilling smile, he said, “As long as I’m here, do you think you’ll be happy together with any other

breath hitched. She knew he wouldn’t

of sticking around? To make me suffer? Or you can’t stand it

stubborn. “You can date that guy if you want. I don’t give it a shit Just one more person has

patience was thinning. She never realized how obsessive he could

era, with any measure of power, he would have been the type to execute rather than risk letting an

she lost her temper, all hell would break loose.

said would

he would drag

returned to the living room, heading to

took them to

and watched as

said, his tone revealing the hurt

grocenes, and you shouldn’t be

a word, Melvin took the plate with the leftovers and downed

deeply.

Chapter 112

plate back on her. “Did I

to respond. Whatever she said, he’d pretend not to

to wash the

around her waist from behind, his hot

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