The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 113

Jocelyn had convinced herself that Melvin had finally come to his senses.

So wheri Yasmine came here looking for Melvin, Jocelyn was quite at ease, thinking that even if they could never be lovers, they could still remain friends.

Yasmine had expected Melvin to look all lost and forlorn, but as they were leaving, Melvin paused, turned back, and flashed Jocelyn a wicked smile. “Your words are sweet, Jocelyn. They make sense But…” He Jabbed at his chest, “Unless you rip my heart out of me, I’m not letting you play house with that other guy. So, forget about getting over me.”

Jocelyn’s newly found peace crumbled instantly.

Melvin’s smile vanished as he headed out

Yasmine was shaken by Melvin’s words and his expression. She quickly turned to Jocelyn who was stunned and said, “Get some rest, and don’t mind his nonsense,” before helping her shut the door

Inside the elevator, Yasmine was about to curse Melvin for being a jerk when she saw a tear slide down from the corner of his eye.

She frowned, remembering the last time he had called her, choked with emotion, but this was the first time she had seen him cry.

The harsh words she had intended to say never came out. Instead, she took a deep breath and patted her shoulder “Need a shoulder to cry on?”

Melvin lifted his head proudly, too stubborn to show weakness.

Yasmine chuckled, “Why do you even bother? You had her and didn’t cherish those moments. Now that she’s made up her mind to leave you, you suddenly realize what you’ve lost, huh?”

“No,” Melvin denied, his voice firm, though his heart said otherwise

Yasmine watched the elevator numbers change, her expression growing serious

“Men are too confident sometimes,” she mused. “Always thinking women will never walk away. But when a woman decides to cut ties, she really can leave everything behind.”

Melvin turned away, his eyes cold. He looked at his hand, where a fading bite mark was a bitter reminder of what he had lost.

She was really gone.

Jocelyn spent a month on edge, waiting for Melvin’s retaliation that never came. Her days started to look normal again.

she saw Preston in class, her

goodnight, ask what she had for dinner, and remind her to wear extra layers

warm.

Jocelyn felt crowded

spin out of control. Memories clung to her, pulling at the threads of

her bed, but some images weren’t tied to objects-they were ingrained

no change made a

school had begun renovations, but Melvin hadn’t

news about Willow, but none of it related

first love had vanished, along with the likes on the engagement news and the advertisement suggesting a romance between Willow and

and the jeweler had been a dream that had disappeared upon waking.

by the media, Willow was asked about her love life, which

at the camera. “I’ll share any good news with

haven’t we seen any photos of

of public appearances.”

he diske your profession?”

my career If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have had me represent his

fring

you all hoping to snap some pics?”

quickly claimed that Willow was living together with

topics on Twitter,

to have dinner with her parents, Preston

*Jocelyn!”

face the boy who bore a resemblance to Melvin and calmly asked,

arranging for me to transfer

a smile, “You’ve got one term left before finals. A change now might be tough, but if you play your

expression “Is it because of my uncle

made Jocelyn’s chest ache. She forced a smile. “Once a decision’s made, sticking around only adds to your troubles. It’s up to you. If you don’t want to transfer, just talk to your parents. But parents usually aim for what’s

understand,” Preston sighed. “You really don’t want to keep me

was a sliver of truth in that,

well anywhere,” she encouraged with a