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

hold. She wanted no intimate contact with any man,

had broken

moving'” Melvin’s low growl by her ear startled her as they

spine, which oddly helped sober her up

though her mind was clearer, her

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

Melvin didn’t move to help, just watched as she

regaining her balance with a heavy breath, she patted Melvin’s chest, her movements not synced with her

took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying precariously before

what Yasmine had said. She had fallen once and was still clawing her way out. She couldn’t afford to

last step, she finally felt like she’d be okay. But in her

stumbled forward.

met the ground face-first,

passersby looking on, not a single person moved

seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from

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

accept help when you need it?” Melvin’s

but before she

into his arms, ignoring

lip, refusing

toward his car, where the valet promptly opened

the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Seeing her pout, he offered a grim plece of advice, “If you try to jump but, ask yourself which

words silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

his right hand on

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

she pulled out her

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

and if not for the distance, Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But there she was,

of the quagmire that

call, her voice steady. “Are you

to

he would suggest a video call