The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 122

“Something felt off about what he said today, you know? And Harrison, do they even know each other? Maybe it’s just me overthinking, but they seemed to be at each other’s throats a bit.”

Jocelyn was terrified her mom would pick up on the little thing going on between her and Melvin. Thankfully, Melvin had always kept a respectful distance, especially in front of her parents. So hopefully they hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

‘No, not at all, Jocelyn said with feigned ease. “Maybe he just speaks from experience, that’s all.”

Daisy seemed relieved, “Well, that’s reasonable then.”

Jocelyn let out a sigh of relief when her mother didn’t press the matter further.

Calvin trudged upstairs, feeling a bit weary.

Locking the door behind him, he chuckled, “You know, Mr. Martinez is actually quite decent. Seems standoffish, but he’s got a warm heart.”

“Calvin, did you ever feel something’s not quite right? Daisy’s sensitivity suddenly spiked.

Jocelyn’s heart, which had just settled, leaped into her throat again. She had no idea what her mother might have figured out.

“What do you mean?” Calvin asked.

“Why is your boss so nice to you?” Daisy knitted her brows in thought. “Ive been mulling it over… He kept your job safe, gave you a promotion, raised your salary, and even brought us that expensive fruit basket, not to mention driving me home. Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”

Jocelyn’s tension was palpable. She barely dared to breathe.

“What’s so strange about that? He’s just a kind-hearted guy.”

“But why so kind-hearted to you only? You’re not one of those corporate big shots. You’re just a security team leader Why’s he treating you so special? It’s a bit abnormal,” Daisy insisted, still puzzled.

This left Calvin without an explanation.

He checked the time. Let’s not overthink this. If he wants to be nice, it’s not like I have anything he could possibly want.”

Daisy finally felt a bit more at ease at that. “True, we don’t have any family heirlooms or treasures for him to covet.”

“Exactly, so let’s hit the hay. Calvin said, glancing at his daughter, who looked downcast, probably mulling over Harrison. “Get some rest too, sweetie. Hamison said he’d try to transfer to work closer to us. You gotta admit, the guy’s got a great attitude.”

Jocelyn couldn’t very well tell them she wasn’t fretting over Harrison.

She just smiled faintly, “Yeah, you two should head off to bed now. I’m gonna get some rest too.”

was still concerned. “It’s on your chin. What

won’t,” Jocelyn brushed it off. “You guys

Jocelyn retreated to her room, Daisy frowned, “Such a grown-up and still

for bed, and Calvin suddenly

“What’s that?”

our neighbourhood. He wouldn’t just come

was confused, “What are you

you think Mr. Martinez could be coming around

picture of shock, “No way

suggest Melvin’s kindness was all for Jocelyn. That was the only

exchanged a look and Calvin shook his head, “No, it can’t be. Forget it. Whatever his

decided not to fret over it

hand much

her day off.”

If so,

Jocelyn

‘Finals are coming up. I can’t afford to

been looking a bit then lately.” Daisy said,

her head. Tm okay.”

did Harrison call you

was asleep. But he texted.

is

night filled with Melvin-intimate moments and him pleading with her not to go. When she saw him chy, she cried too.

woke up

how long she’d keep dreaming of him, how she could start afresh with

could she be fair to Hamison? Yes, Hamison was a catch and choosing to be with him was the

a

of impulse, but feeling Melvin in her

She wore a face mask and

Preston was a surprise, especially after Melvin said he’d

a new school was found. Preston could move

you still here?”

my uncle’s head? He was out all day

frowned, what was Melvin playing

I bet he’s not transferring me because he can’t let go of you.” Preston teased her. “Why the mask?*

her head, but her thoughts lingered on the idea that Melvin couldn’t let go of her

my uncle. His words might be harsh, but his heart is soft. If you go along with his temper, he’ll comply with anything Preston noticed Jocelyn’s expression. “Do you