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

She wanted no intimate

she had broken up

by her ear startled her as they stepped outside.

blast of cold air greeted them at the door, sending a shiver down Jocelyn’s spine, which oddly helped sober

her mind was clearer, her body still felt

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

she stumbled forward, she instinctively reached out for something to break her fall. Melvin

patted Melvin’s chest, her movements not synced with her still foggy thoughts. “Sorry,” she

of contrition Jocelyn turned and tentatively took a step down the stairs, her upper body swaying

had fallen once and was still clawing

But in her haste, she

she stumbled forward.

back. She met the ground face-first, her chin scraping against the pavement, tears springing to her

passersby looking on, not a single

hesitated, but upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure

knees ached. It felt

the hero? Wouldn’t it be easier to just accept help when you need it?”

through Jocelyn, but before she could muster any strength, she

into his arms, ignoring her defiant glare. “Hurts, doesn’t it?”

lip, refusing to

his car, where the valet promptly opened the door for

her into 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 man would want to marry

silenced Jocelyn’s protests.

in silence, his right hand on

watched the fleeting landscape outside when her

wiping her bloodied palms with a tissue, she pulled out her phone. It was

late, in which case he’d leave a goodnight text for her to read in the morning.

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

of the quagmire

answered the call, her voice

Have you gone to bed?” Hamson sounded

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