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

no intimate contact with any man, especially not her ex

remembered clearly that she had broken up with Melvin. Harrison was

growl by her ear startled her as

them at the door, sending a shiver down Jocelyn’s spine, which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But the

clearer, her

strong push, Jocelyn tried to free

fall. Melvin didn’t move to help, just watched as she grabbed onto the front of his shirt to steady herself.

chest, her movements not synced with her still foggy thoughts. “Sorry,” she apologized, raising her hands to show

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

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

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

stumbled

to catch her; no hands reached out to pull her back. She met the ground face-first, her chin scraping against the pavement, tears springing to

passersby looking on, not a single person moved to help

Melvin’s imposing figure watching

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

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

through Jocelyn, but before she could muster any strength,

his arms, ignoring her defiant glare. “Hurts,

her lip, refusing to talk to him.

his car, where the valet promptly opened

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

words silenced Jocelyn’s

on the wheel, his left holding a

She watched the fleeting landscape outside

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

video chat every night unless it was too late, in which

distance, Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But

determined to climb out of the

a moment, she answered the call, her voice

you gone to bed?”

knowing he would suggest a video call next. “I’m