The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 142

Melvin’s mood had been super good, as buoyant as a bird gliding through the heavens. But when Harrison arrived, it was as if his wings had been clipped, and he plummeted to earth without waming.

Witnessing the animated conversation between Jocelyn and Harnson, their faces alight with smiles and that glearn in their eyes when they looked at each other, Melvin’s appetite vanished.

Everyone had somehow gotten the idea that Hamson was Jocelyn’s boyfriend, so they treated him with all due courtesy.

Wonne even went so far as to arrange for Harrison to stay at the house where Jocelyn and Ursula were living. It was a spacious place In her mind, a long-separated couple deserved a proper space to rekindle the flame.

Jocelyn was petrified at the arrangement.

Harrison, with a smile, reassured, “Jocelyn and I have always been close. A few days apart won’t change anything.”

“If you feel like I’m in the way, I could always crash at Hazel’s place, Ursula also chimed in with a smirk.

Jocelyn glared at her. Ursula knew full well that Jocelyn and Harrison were just friends, yet here she was, fanning the flames.

Hearing the words, Hazel’s grandmother warmly invited Ursula to stay over.

The knowing looks everyone gave Jocelyn and Harrison were enough to make anyone squirm.

Jocelyn was at a loss for words, unsure how to untangle the misunderstanding.

But Harrison was unfazed, “Since you’re so concerned about me and Jocelyn, we wouldn’t decline your kindness.”

Jocelyn was stunned. Her gaze locked on Harrison in disbelief.

Melvin’s expression grew darker with a storm brewing in his eyes.

Ursula was all agog with excitement and relished the unfolding drama.

The scene was irresistibly fun.

After dinner. Jocelyn began to clear the table. Harrison pitched in as ever the eager helper.

“What do you want to do by saying that?” Jocelyn muttered under her breath.

Harrison followed her close, ‘Shouldn’t we give him a little nudge?”

‘Stop it,” she hissed.

“He’s followed you all the way here. If I hadn’t shown up, wouldn’t he think our relationship wasn’t serious? Then he’d keep hounding you. Now the most important thing is to rattle him. Once he’s rattled, you’ll get the outcome you’re looking for.” Harrison spoke as if planning a strategic play in a game, all for the sake of Jocelyn.

sighed in resignation, “Hey, aren’t you afraid of

shouldn’t worry about his feelings too much. Men like him need a push Harrison pressed. “Or is it that you feel for him?”

Jocelyn retorted instantly.

let it be, Harrison concluded. “In his eyes, we’re dating. Any overreaction on your part will only raise

it over, decided to let

the intimate

The village’s secretary, Uriah, rallied everyone to set up the leftover fireworks, planning to light up the

to help.

Jocelyn, nudging her shoulder conspiratorially, “Can it get

pot. Jocelyn grumbled as she was upset

mind, why did Melvin and Harrison come as

always more fun to watch the

rolled her

tonight, wall he be able to sit still? Ursula glanced towards Melvin.”

deny the walls?”

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and firecrackers popped, lighting up their slice of the sky.

away Jocelyn’s upset. She whipped out her phone to

it with her parents.

spectacle was rare in

both clasped their hands and gazed up at the brilliant display Even

wished for peace across the land, health for her family, and that all her dreams might come to fruition. She feared requesting too much,

her, “What did you wish

“Everything” Jocelyn smiled.

were asking about me. If they didn’t know I was here with you, they’d be upset I wasn’t home

had sent her well-wishes and

gift but swiftly gave it back

small present for good luck, which she accepted.

snap a picture of us, will you? Jocelyn asked.

phone, “Cuddle

Jocelyn frowned.

slung his arm around her

instinctively, feeling

soothingly, “You’ll look

a deep breath, Jocelyn

great, Ursula coached, her voice booming as if to ensure people

wished she could sew Ursula’s

mischievous grin. Clearly she enjoyed

couple with a mixture of irritation and envy. The man had his arm snugly wrapped around the woman’s waist and their bodies pressed close in an affectionate embrace.