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

clearly that she had broken up with

growl by her ear

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

mind was clearer, her body still

strong push, Jocelyn tried to free herself. “Please, have

and as she stumbled forward, she instinctively reached out for something to break her fall. Melvin didn’t move to help,

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

Jocelyn turned and tentatively took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying precariously before finding

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

like she’d be okay. But in her

stumbled forward.

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

on, not a single person moved to help her.

upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from

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

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

Stubbornness surged through Jocelyn, but before she could

ignoring her defiant glare. “Hurts,

bit her lip, refusing

where the valet promptly opened the

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

words silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

silence, his right hand on the wheel,

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

bloodied palms with a tissue, she pulled out her

would call or video chat every night unless it was too late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight

Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But there

was determined to climb out of the quagmire that

call, her voice steady. “Are you done

gone to

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