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

had broken up with

low growl by her ear startled her as they

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

mind was clearer, her body still felt out of control.

to free herself. “Please, have some dignity.”

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

with her still foggy

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

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

okay. But in

she stumbled

ground face-first, her

with passersby looking on, not a single person moved to help

Melvin’s imposing figure watching from the steps, they backed

chin throbbed, her palms stung and her knees ached. It felt as though her

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

Jocelyn, but before she could muster any strength, she was

her into his arms, ignoring her defiant glare. “Hurts, doesn’t

her lip, refusing to talk

his car, where the valet promptly opened the door for him.

advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which man would want to

words silenced Jocelyn’s

hand on

Jocelyn’s aches. She watched the fleeting landscape outside when her phone began to ring from her bag

she pulled out her phone. It

late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for

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

of the quagmire that was

moment, she answered the call, her voice steady. “Are

gone to bed?”

he would suggest a video call