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

wanted no intimate contact with any man, especially

she remembered clearly that she had broken up with Melvin.

by her ear startled her as

door, sending a shiver down Jocelyn’s spine, which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But the aftereffects of the wine were potent,

her body still felt out of control.

tried to free herself. “Please, have some

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

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 more

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

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

be okay. But in her haste, she miscalculated, and her foot slipped.

stumbled forward.

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

not a single person moved to help her.

upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching

stung and her knees ached. It felt as though her entire body

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

she could muster any strength, she was

ignoring her defiant glare.

lip, refusing to talk

walked toward his car, where the valet

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 woman with a

silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

on the wheel,

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

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

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

knew they’d be even

determined to climb out of

she answered the call, her voice steady. “Are

you gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

knowing he would suggest a