The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 134

If only Jocelyn had known it would come to this, she would’ve crashed at a hotel for the night, just to keep him from getting too smug

about it all.

“So, got anything else to say?” Jocelyn was now facing him with a newfound calm, no longer afraid of whatever chaos he might conjure

Melvin shook his head.

With that smail movement, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and he closed his eyes again, slowly sliding down against the

wall into a crouch

Jocelyn stepped back, startled. “Hey, cut the act, will you?”

She was sure he had played up his injuries in that scuffle with Harrison just for her sympathy. And now, putting on this show in front of her? It was getting old.

Sitting on the floor with labored breathing, Melvin muttered, “Don’t bother with me”

Jocelyn’s brows knitted together. Was he ever going to be tired of this retreat-as-advance tactic?

Seeing him sitting there with a furrowed brow and a pale face, she thought his act was becoming a bit too convincing. Defeated, she opened the door, really ignoring him this time, and firmly shut it behind her.

It wasn’t that she didn’t care. He was the one who told her not to.

Jocelyn felt completely justified, without a shred of sympathy. She took a shower, applied a face mask, and then settled on the couch to watch some TV

The window was open, letting in a gusty wind and the sound of heavy rain. She felt goosebumps on her skin with every draft. Closing the window, she glanced at the clock on the cabinet. It was half-past eleven.

By all accounts, she should have been getting ready for bed, but there was a nagging feeling of something left undone.

Unable to help herself, she peered through the peephole in the door. No one in sight, but there were his shoes.

Jocelyn’s frown deepened. Was he really just lying out there?

It was cold outside, and he was drenched. Even the healthiest body wouldn’t withstand such foolishness.

In the end, Jocelyn opened the door, ready for him to mock her concern.

Surprisingly, Melvin didn’t open his eyes to tease her.

“Hey, Melvin?” she called out, but there was no response.

crouched down to feel

she touched him,

was burning

creeping into her voice, afraid he

open his eyes. “Afraid I’d die on your doorstep?”

truly detested

itching to kick him. “Are you going to the hospital, or should I call your sister to pick you

heavy, his mind

Jocelyn was speechless.

his eyes to stay on her, Jocelyn lost her clarity of

the couch, kicking off his shoes and awkwardly stripping off his jacket and sweater, eventually

to unbuckle his belt to remove his

never have brought him inside on a whim. He had never treated this place

pants discarded on the floor, he was down to just his underwear, seemingly the last bastion

wavered She fetched a blanket from her room and tossed it over

Chapter 134

him with a glass of water.

“Take the medicine*

her. “It’s not

Jocelyn retorted sharply, “Dare to

propped himself up enough to take the medicine, his tongue accidentally-or perhaps not-grazing her palm. The sensation was like an electric current surging through her

acted as if nothing had

you have hands? Jocelyn was

his lips, “Maybe your hand-feeding will

shameless man.

down on the coffee table. Take care of yourself,” she

if it was a sick wolf, it

weak She

devoid of his usual vitality, she felt a pang of pity

she was beaten. She just couldn’t harden her heart against him.

he asked softly, his voice hoarse and low, clearly sick.

hard. “Ill call

“No, please.”

pleading now?

her wit’s

have work tomorrow.

sleep here, or I’ll come with you to your room. Melvin shamelessly capitalized on

the greatest kindness I could offer. If you overstep, don’t blame me for being

hand, looking at her with puppy-dog

someone. Your behavior is putting me in an impossible position, Jocelyn stated

someone else, Melvin’s grip slackened, though he didn’t let go entirely. His hand just hung loosely on her wrist,