The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 127

Jocelyn felt a tightness in her chest. She wanted to explain but found any word seemed hollow and Insincere.

W to talk. Harrison said before turning away and walking towards the curb.

Jocelyn trailed behind him. Her gaze fixed on his retreating back, wishing to slap herself in the face.

Hamison was her boyfriend now. Everything he did was reasonable and justifiable. Why had she snapped at him?

Jocelyn was filled with regret. She caught up to him and grabbed his hand

Harrison stopped and turned to look at her glanced at her hand and gently removed it. “No need to force it”

Jocelyn felt an emptiness in her heart at his coldness.

Hamison sat down at a roadside diner and ordered a spaghetti. He had flown for over two hours from Berry City to give her a surprise, never expecting such situation

All the imagined perfect scenarios shattered in that instant.

He knew that Jocelyn hadn’t been totally in love with him. But her blatant favouritism made him feel like a failure. He thought he could help her move on, to transfer all her feelings to him. Alas, that was not the case.

Jocelyn sat across from him, noticing the diner owner about to sprinkle hot pepper flakes on the spaghetti. She quickly interjected, “He can’t handle spicy

The owner promptly put the pepper flakes back

Hearing the words, Harrison looked at her.

If not for today’s incident, he might have believed he had a place in her heart. Such a reminder seemed to be an afterthought

“You want some? Harrison offered.

Jocelyn shook her head, instinctively explaining. Today was a colleague’s birthday. We had dinner before hanging out. I never expected to run into Melvin. I was avoiding him, but he approached me…

The spaghetti arrived, and Harrison had no intention of torturing his stomach with hot spices just to earn her sympathy. Pity that was sought after was neither lasting nor genuine.

Hamison listened calmly to her explanation. He could tell she was being sincere, that she really wanted to avoid entanglement with Melvin

But isn’t that how feelings are? If you’re not together, there’s always a period of entanglement. Some people get bored of the chase, but others are like a stubborn adhesive, impossible to shake off.

possibilities for this: one, the pursuer is just a troublemaker who doesn’t want the other to be happy; or two, both parties still harbor feelings, allowing the pursuit

pursue a relationship with her. He had been hoping for a different outcome, but it was just wishful

didn’t reject him. You still love him,” Harrison said pointedly. “If you really didn’t,

though she was gasping for air. She became uneasy, fearful of Harrison peeling back the walls she had

a bite of his spaghetti and said, “Let’s break up.”

stunned, disbelieving as she

parmesan, catching her

done with him,” Jocelyn insisted, not wanting to be entangled with Melvin anymore. But some things were beyond her control, which had

shook his head. “I’m not saying this because of what happened today. Deep down, you know you still have feelings for

feelings. I knew from the beginning you still had him in your heart, but

“Spaghetti without the pepper flakes isn’t so tasty, but my stomach can’t

his metaphor

said, placing down his fork and looking at her with

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struggling too, right?”

lip, fighting

a napkin and sat beside her to wipe her tears.

streamed down her face like a

around her. “Lean on me.”

his

her back gently, feeling the weight of her suppressed emotions that were

She still had feelings for Melvin and never replaced him with others deep down in her heart.

while, Jocelyn’s sobs

lifted her head and saw a wet patch on Harrison’s shoulder from her

“It’s fine. It’s just

sniffed, her breath visible in

her. “Maybe being friends again feels a bit more comfortable?”

sorry for

also tried to engage positively in our relationship, but I am

in pushing through the mess, Harrison sighed,

eyes

shrugged, a hint of resignation in his voice. Too bad you’re not into me.”

her heart, Jocelyn thought if she had met him a few years earlier, perhaps she

“Sorry…”

his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “If you’re still hung up on him, then give it