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.”

your injury’s okay? Daisy was still concerned. “It’s on your

guys should

retreated to her room, Daisy frowned, “Such a

couple changed for bed, and Calvin suddenly gasped. “I just remembered

“What’s that?”

said she’d drop her at the station. Later, I saw Mr. Martinez’s car in our neighbourhood.

was confused, “What are

you think Mr. Martinez could be coming

was a picture of shock,

for Jocelyn.

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

decided not to fret over it anymore

much better. She came out and found Daisy had prepared

her day off.”

If so, take

Jocelyn

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

looking a bit then lately.” Daisy said, concemed.

her head.

way, did Harrison call you

he texted. Got home around

smiled, ‘Being with Harrison is the right choice for

Melvin-intimate moments and him pleading with

she woke up

she could start afresh with Harrison while haunted by these dreams.

to Hamison? Yes, Hamison was a catch and choosing to be with him was the smart choice. But was she the smart choice for Hamison?

feelings were a tangled

to be with Hamson in a moment of impulse, but feeling Melvin in her heart seemed

Jocelyn took a cab to school. She wore a face mask and no longer needed bandages on her

after Melvin said he’d

a new school was found. Preston

here?” Jocelyn asked him.

He was out all day yesterday, came back looking sour. When I asked about the transfer, he said, Forget it.”

was Melvin playing

he can’t let go of you.” Preston

thoughts lingered on the idea that Melvin couldn’t let go

but his heart is soft. If you go along with his temper, he’ll comply with anything Preston noticed Jocelyn’s expression. “Do you want…”