The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 119

Huddied in bed, Jocelyn couldn’t fathom what Melvin and Harrison might say to each other, but she was certain it wouldn’t be anything

pleasant.

What puzzled her was how Melvin could possibly remember the date of her monthly periods.

When the door opened, Jocelyn’s body slightly stiffened.

“How are you feeling?” Harrison’s voice filled the space

She relaxed a bit at his voice, though still not turning to him, “Just the usual stuff, you know, that time of the month.”

“I’ll run to the store Hang tight, okay?”

Hamson approached the bed, concerned at the sight of her pallor.

Lacking the energy for anything more. Jocelyn just murmured an acknowledgment

Soon, the sound of the closing door signaled Hamson’s departure.

Only then did she allow herself to fully relax, and the pain in her abdomen seemed to ease up a bit.

Melvin’s presence had kept her on edge, and that probably was the cause of the sudden spike in discomfort.

The encounter had been her own personal hell, terrifying to its core.

She trusted Harrison’s decency, but Melvin was like a ticking time bomb- unpredictable, capable of igniting any scandal with a single word

Thankfully he had at least shown a glimmer of humanity today, sparing her further embarrassment

A draft snuck in from somewhere, coaxing Jocelyn out of bed to check if the window had been left ajar.

Her gaze inadvertently swept outside, where the silver car still sat. But what truly alarmed her were the two figures beside it.

One was Melvin, the other Harrison

Her head buzzed, and the pain in her abdomen flared again.

car, lighting a cigarette. Seeing Harrison coming out, he exhaled a perfect ring

reluctant to engage, eventually found himself

white shirt beneath a slate-gray coat, whose rimless glasses projected

Melvin asked casually, flicking ash.

done,” Harrison

and arrogance made him a tough rival to Harrison.

unreasonable was never Harrison’s cup of

Isn’t it inappropriate for you to linger?” Harrison was

emotion alike.

“I’m a businessman, a rough one. In my world, there are only two things what I want and what I don’t. That’s

Harrison frowned slightly.

made, I’m on it. The other is women” Melvin took a drag, his eyes taunting Harrison, “If I want a

behind Harrison’s

belong to someone by necessity, except for people.” “You think she’s yours by

brow furrowed, “I respect

respect her enough to let her shack up with another man? I’m not that noble.” His gaze lifted to the apartment, noung a slight movement of the curtain. A sly smite played

Harrisons expression darkened

into his car he threw one last barb

declaration

leaving Harrison staring after it. His lips were pressed tight

sugar and ginger, checking on Jocelyn before heading to the

Her mind was a whirlwind

Melvin was a troublemaker and feared

anxiety gnawing at her,

while, Harrison gently knocked and entered, bringing the warm brown sugar ginger tea to her bedside.

She stirred.

he asked softly.

head, “Couldn’t sleep

then. Might help you rest,” he suggested, placing the cup on the nightstand and propping her up with a pillow. Once she was comfortable, he offered

it, but

me help.” He scooped a spoonful of the warm liquid,

felt a blush of embarrassment. She wasn’t used to being

curl up behind her in bed with his hands warming her belly to ease the pain, but he was always grumbling about

from Melvin and focusing on