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.

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

initially reluctant to engage, eventually found himself walking toward

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

asked casually, flicking ash.

done,” Harrison reminded

defiance and arrogance made him a tough

was never Harrison’s

Isn’t it inappropriate for you to linger?” Harrison was the epitome of civility, appealing

emotion alike.

upright Hamson with a challenging smirk, “I’m a businessman, a rough one. In my world, there are only two things what I want and

Harrison frowned slightly.

I’m on it. The other is women” Melvin took a drag, his eyes taunting Harrison, “If I want a woman, she has to be

look behind Harrison’s glasses

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

brow furrowed, “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 refocused on Harrison, “Believe it or not,

Harrisons expression darkened

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

both a declaration and

were pressed tight with his eyes behind the glasses growing stormy.

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

wasn’t asleep at all. Her mind was a whirlwind of potential conversations between

feared what he might have said to Harrison.

gnawing at her, she waited.

and entered, bringing the warm brown sugar ginger

She stirred.

you?” he

her head, “Couldn’t sleep anyway.”

nightstand and propping her up with a pillow. Once she was comfortable, he offered the

for it, but Hamson pulled back.

spoonful of the warm

of embarrassment. She wasn’t used to being cared for

curl up behind her in bed with his hands warming

forcing her thoughts away from Melvin and