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.

no trace of the condoms he’d

him then that she had been out

knocked the

fury. “Planning to make room for your new

ticking bomb. She couldn’t manage his moods, so she focused

broke up,” she said calmly.

and he fixed her with a steely gaze. Then, with a chilling smile, he said, “As long as

She knew he wouldn’t be

peacefully, “What’s the point of sticking around? To make me suffer? Or you can’t stand it when you

and must suffer like I do.” Melvin was stubborn. “You can date that guy if you want. I don’t give it a shit Just one

patience was thinning. She never realized

have been the type to execute rather

to maintain her composure, Jocelyn knew that if she lost her temper,

she said would

would drag her down if he were unhappy.

turned and returned to the living room, heading to

took them to the dining

watched as

tone revealing the hurt of realizing how

at him. “I’m out of grocenes, and you shouldn’t

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

deeply.

Chapter 112

sheen on his lips, he swallowed, placing the plate back on her. “Did I ever

she said, he’d pretend not to

stood up to wash the dishes.

his hot breath on her ear

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