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

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

clearly that she had broken up

moving'” Melvin’s low growl by her ear startled her

which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But

mind was clearer, her body still

push, Jocelyn tried to

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

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

her perform this act of contrition Jocelyn turned and tentatively took a step down the

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

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

she stumbled forward.

the ground face-first, her chin scraping

the ground with passersby looking on, not a

upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from the

ached. It felt as though her entire body was wracked with

just accept help when you need it?” Melvin’s icy voice

she could muster any strength, she was hoisted up

arms, ignoring her defiant glare.

her lip, refusing to talk to him.

car, where the

of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which man would want to marry a woman with

words silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

right hand on

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

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

it was too late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for her to read in

distance, Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier.

climb out of the

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

gone to bed?”

he would suggest a video