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

had broken up with

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

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

mind was clearer, her

Jocelyn tried to free herself. “Please, have some

forward, she instinctively reached out for something to break her fall. Melvin didn’t

regaining her balance 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 show she meant no

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

well what Yasmine had said. She had fallen once and was still clawing her way out. She

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

she stumbled forward.

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

the ground with passersby looking on, not a

seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from the

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

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

but before she could muster any strength, she was

scooped her into his arms, ignoring her defiant

her lip, refusing to

where the

the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Seeing her pout, he offered a grim plece of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which man would want to marry a

words silenced

right hand on the wheel,

open window seemed to soothe Jocelyn’s aches. She watched the fleeting

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

the distance, Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But there she was, seated

to climb out of the

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

you gone to bed?”

he would suggest