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

in Melvin’s hold. She wanted no intimate contact with any man, especially not her ex

that she had broken up with Melvin. Harrison was

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

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

mind was clearer, her body still felt out of

Jocelyn tried to free herself. “Please, have some

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

chest, her movements not synced with her still foggy

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

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

But in

stumbled forward.

hands reached out to pull her back. She met the ground

on, not a single

hesitated, but upon seeing Melvin’s imposing figure watching from the steps,

stung and her knees ached. It felt as though

Wouldn’t it be easier to just accept help when

surged through Jocelyn, but before she could muster any strength, she was hoisted

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

bit her lip, refusing to talk

car, where the valet promptly opened the door

seat belt. Seeing her pout, he offered a grim plece of advice, “If you try to jump but,

words silenced

on the wheel, his left holding

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

wiping her bloodied palms with a tissue, she pulled

it was too late, in which case he’d

Jocelyn knew they’d be even happier. But there

climb out of the quagmire that

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

Have you gone to

suggest a video call next. “I’m