The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 119

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.

against the car, lighting a cigarette. Seeing Harrison coming out, he exhaled

to engage, eventually found himself walking toward

white shirt beneath a slate-gray coat, whose rimless glasses projected a scholarly air and looked

Melvin asked casually, flicking

Jocelyn are done,” Harrison reminded him.

defiance and arrogance made him a tough

was never Harrison’s cup of

inappropriate for you to linger?”

emotion alike.

a rough one. In my world, there are

Harrison frowned slightly.

other is women” Melvin took a drag,

behind Harrison’s glasses

to remain calm, “In this world, anything might belong to someone by necessity, except for people.” “You think she’s yours by default?” Melvin

“I respect 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 on his lips before he

Harrisons expression darkened

stopped into his car he threw one last barb at Hanison, “She’s mine.”

a declaration and a

it. His lips were

bought back brown sugar and ginger, checking on Jocelyn before heading to

all. Her mind was a whirlwind

troublemaker and feared what he might have said to

at her, she waited.

knocked and entered, bringing the warm brown sugar ginger tea to

She stirred.

he asked softly.

shook her head, “Couldn’t sleep

some of this 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 the cup, “Careful,

but Hamson pulled back.

hand is injured. Let me help.” He scooped a spoonful of the warm liquid, bringing

a blush of embarrassment. She wasn’t used

curl up behind her in bed with his hands warming

from Melvin and

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