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.

of the condoms he’d kept there

she had been out shopping for bedding.

nearly knocked the wind out of him.

bedroom, his Adam’s apple bobbed with barely contained fury. “Planning to make room for your new boyfriend, huh?” he

bomb. She couldn’t manage his moods,

broke up,” she

with a steely gaze. Then, with a chilling smile, he said, “As long

he wouldn’t be easy to let

managed to stay calm and said peacefully, “What’s the point of sticking around? To make me suffer? Or you can’t stand

Melvin was stubborn. “You can date that guy

She never realized how obsessive

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

she lost her temper, all hell would break loose.

said

he would drag her down if he were unhappy.

to the living room, heading to the kitchen, refusing to waste

cooked spaghetti and took them to

and watched as she

me? Melvin said, his tone revealing the hurt of

glanced at him. “I’m out of grocenes, and

took the plate with the leftovers and downed it, crumbs and all

deeply.

Chapter 112

on her. “Did I ever despise you? What right do

didn’t know how to respond. Whatever she said, he’d pretend not to understand.

up to

hot breath

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