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

him, her

burning up.

panic creeping into her voice,

stirred groggily, struggling to open his eyes. “Afraid I’d die

Jocelyn truly detested his

she snapped back, itching to kick him. “Are you going to the hospital, or

closer? Melvin’s eyes were heavy, his mind foggy, but one clear thought shone through.

Jocelyn was speechless.

impasse Unsettled by the way he forced his eyes to stay on her, Jocelyn lost her clarity of thought. She dragged him into the house and dumped

awkwardly stripping off his jacket and sweater, eventually baring his chest. His breath was

he started to unbuckle his belt

She should never have brought him inside on a whim. He had never

he was down to just his underwear,

tossed

Chapter 134

it to him with a glass of water.

“Take the medicine*

“It’s not poison,

Jocelyn retorted sharply, “Dare to take

perhaps not-grazing her palm. The sensation was like

for his indecency, but he acted as if nothing had happened, reaching for the cup of water she held.

Jocelyn was beyond

a sip, Melvin smacked his lips, “Maybe your hand-feeding will help my fever drop faster”

a shameless

on the coffee table. Take care of yourself,” she said, turning to retreat to

Even if it was a sick wolf, it

weak She could

back at him, devoid of his usual vitality,

just couldn’t harden her

his voice hoarse and low,

hard. “Ill

“No, please.”

he pleading now?

was at her

have work tomorrow.

your room. Melvin shamelessly capitalized on his cold to be even

laid out her terms, “Letting you inside was the greatest kindness I could offer. If you overstep, don’t blame me for being heartless.

hand, looking at her

Your behavior

the mention of her being with someone else, Melvin’s grip slackened, though he didn’t let go entirely. His hand