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

no intimate contact with any man, especially not her ex

dizzy, she remembered clearly that she had broken up with Melvin. Harrison

moving'” Melvin’s low growl by her ear

sober her up a bit. But the aftereffects of the wine were

her mind was clearer, her body still felt

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

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

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

and tentatively took a step

had said. She had fallen once and was still

she finally felt like she’d be okay. But in

she stumbled

came 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

passersby looking on, not a single person moved to

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

It felt as though her entire body was wracked with pain.

Wouldn’t it be easier to just accept help when

through Jocelyn, but before she could muster

scooped her into his arms, ignoring her defiant glare. “Hurts,

lip, refusing

car, where the valet

her pout, he offered a grim plece of advice, “If

silenced Jocelyn’s

silence, his right hand on

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

wiping her bloodied palms with a tissue, she

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

the distance, Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier.

out of the quagmire

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

you gone to bed?” Hamson sounded tired

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