The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 115

Jacelyn turned around and saw Melvin’s icy face.

What was once clear now doubled and blurred before her eyes

She rubbed her eyes, but the more she rubbed, the more the images seemed to multiply

He turned to Yasmine and asked, “What’s she been drinking?” Melvin’s frown deepened as he watched Jocelyn stagger her way across

the room.

Yasmine just pointed to the half-empty glass of wine on the bar. “Your little girl’s all grown up now.”

Melvin glanced at the drink and scowled even more when he saw Jocelyn leaning on the bar, struggling to make her way outside, her hands grasping for anything to steady herself.

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Just as her fingers were about to latch onto a newcomer to the bar, Melvin quickly wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close for

support

As he smelled the scent of alcohol on her breath, his expression turned even darker. He looked back at Yasmine. “Are you done?”

“Don’t worry about me. Just get her home,” Yasmine dismissed him with a wave, but added sternly, “And don’t you try anything funny.”

Melvin, feeling Jocelyn fidget in his arms, grunted, “I’m not interested in someone else’s girl.”

Yasmine bluntly hit him with the truth “Not interested, yet you’re holding her pretty tight there, aren’t you?”

Melvin’s face darkened further, and after a moment, he called up Yara to come and pick Yasmine up.

Yara, luckily nearby, arved to find Melvin cradling Jocelyn in his arms. She wondered if the two had reconciled, but as an assistant, she knew better than to pry into her boss’s personal life.

“Take Yasmine home,” Melvin ordered Yara before escorting Jocelyn out

squirmed in Melvin’s hold. She wanted no intimate contact with any man, especially

dizzy, she remembered clearly that she had broken up with Melvin. Harrison was her boyfriend now.

ear startled

them at the door, sending a shiver down Jocelyn’s spine, which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But the aftereffects of the wine were potent, and she felt terrible

her mind was clearer, her body still felt out of

push, Jocelyn tried to free herself. “Please, have some

as she stumbled forward, she instinctively reached out for something to break her fall. Melvin didn’t move to help, just watched as she grabbed onto the front of his shirt to steady

with a heavy breath, she patted Melvin’s chest, her movements not synced with her still foggy

observed her perform this act of contrition Jocelyn turned and tentatively took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying precariously before finding her

was still clawing her way

taking the last step, she finally felt like she’d be okay. But in her haste, she miscalculated, and

stumbled

to catch her; no hands reached out to pull her back. She met the ground face-first, her

the ground with passersby looking on, not

upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from the steps, they backed off.

stung and her knees ached. It felt as though her entire body was wracked with pain.

hero? Wouldn’t it be easier to just accept help when you need it?” Melvin’s icy voice floated down

she could muster any strength,

into his arms, ignoring her

her lip, refusing to talk to him.

his car, where the valet

into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Seeing her pout, he offered a grim plece of advice, “If you

words silenced

his right hand on the wheel, his left holding

window seemed to soothe Jocelyn’s aches. She watched the fleeting landscape outside when her phone began to

with a tissue, she pulled

late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for her to read in the morning.

they’d be even happier. But there she

of the quagmire that

moment, she answered the call, her voice steady. “Are you done for the night?”

gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

yet.” Jocelyn replied, knowing he would suggest a video call next.