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

the while, Jocelyn squirmed in Melvin’s hold. She wanted no intimate

had broken

Melvin’s low growl by her ear startled her as they

which oddly helped sober her up a bit. But the aftereffects of the wine were potent, and she felt

was clearer, her

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

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

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

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

and was still clawing her way out. She couldn’t afford to sink

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

she stumbled forward.

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

ground with passersby looking on, not a single

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

palms stung and her knees ached. It

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

she could muster any strength, she was

ignoring her defiant glare.

her lip, refusing to talk

toward his car, where the valet promptly opened

of advice, “If you try to

silenced

hand on

soothe Jocelyn’s aches. She watched the

a tissue, she pulled out

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

they’d be even happier. But there she was, seated in Melvin’s

determined to climb out of the quagmire that was Melvin.

she answered the call, her voice steady.

gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

replied, knowing he would suggest a video call next. “I’m