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

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

she remembered clearly that she had broken up with

Melvin’s low growl by her ear startled her as they

which oddly helped sober her up a bit.

her mind was clearer, her body still felt out of

Jocelyn tried to free herself. “Please,

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

with a heavy breath, she patted Melvin’s chest, her movements not synced with her still foggy thoughts. “Sorry,” she apologized, raising her hands to

contrition Jocelyn turned and tentatively took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying precariously before

Yasmine had said. She had fallen once and was still

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

she stumbled forward.

the ground

on the ground with passersby looking on, not a single person moved to help her.

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

stung and her knees ached. It felt as

it be easier to just accept help when you need it?” Melvin’s icy voice floated

Jocelyn, but before she could muster any strength, she was hoisted

his arms, ignoring

lip, refusing to talk to

car, where the valet promptly opened the door for

grim plece of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which man would

silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

on the wheel, his left holding a

to soothe Jocelyn’s aches. She watched the fleeting landscape

bloodied palms with a tissue, she pulled out her phone.

would call or video chat every night unless it was too late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for her to read in the morning.

knew they’d be even happier. But there

determined to climb out of the quagmire that

voice steady. “Are you

gone to bed?” Hamson

would suggest a video call next. “I’m