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 his

him, her hand

burning up.

into her voice, afraid he might

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

detested his

kick him. “Are you

eyes were heavy, his mind foggy,

Jocelyn was speechless.

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

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

he started to unbuckle his belt to

brought him inside on a whim. He had never treated

was down to just his underwear, seemingly the

from her room and tossed it over him, then went to get him some medicine

Chapter 134

it to him with a glass of water.

“Take the medicine*

her. “It’s not poison, is

retorted sharply, “Dare to take

perhaps not-grazing her palm. The

but he acted as if nothing had happened, reaching for the cup of water

you have hands? Jocelyn was beyond exasperated.

lips, “Maybe your hand-feeding

a shameless man.

the coffee table. Take care of yourself,”

if it was a sick wolf, it was probably hoping not to

her hand, his grip weak She

back at him, devoid of his usual

was beaten. She just couldn’t harden

me,” he asked softly, his voice hoarse and low, clearly

hard. “Ill call your

“No, please.”

he pleading

at her wit’s

I have work

Melvin shamelessly capitalized on his cold to be even more

laid out her terms, “Letting you inside was the greatest kindness I could

hand, looking at her with

this way. I’m seeing someone. Your behavior is putting me

didn’t let go entirely. His hand just hung loosely on her wrist, in a limbo