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

clearly that she had broken up with

ear startled her as

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

her mind was clearer, her body still

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

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

her still foggy thoughts. “Sorry,” she apologized, raising her hands to

a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying precariously

Yasmine had said. She had fallen once and was still clawing

like she’d be okay. But

she stumbled forward.

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

not a single person

but upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure

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

when you need it?” Melvin’s icy voice

she could muster any strength, she was

his arms, ignoring her defiant

refusing to talk to

walked toward his car, where the valet promptly opened the

plece of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which

silenced Jocelyn’s

drove in silence, his right hand on the wheel, his left holding a

She watched

palms with a tissue, she pulled out her phone.

late, in which case he’d

Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier.

was determined to climb out of

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

gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

he would suggest a video