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

Melvin’s hold. She wanted no intimate contact with any man, especially not her

had broken up with Melvin. Harrison

low growl by her ear startled her as they

shiver down Jocelyn’s spine, which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But

though her mind was clearer, her body still felt out

to free

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

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

and tentatively took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying

had fallen once and was still clawing her way out. She couldn’t afford to sink any

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

stumbled

her back. She met the ground face-first, her chin scraping against the pavement,

looking on, not a single

but upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching

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

to just accept help when you need

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

her into his arms, ignoring her defiant

lip, refusing to

his car, where the valet promptly

he offered a grim plece of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which

silenced Jocelyn’s

his right hand on the wheel, his

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

palms with a tissue, she pulled out her phone. It was Harrison.

in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for her to

Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But there she

to climb out of the quagmire that was

call, her voice

Have you gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

would suggest a video call next. “I’m out.”