The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 143

Melvin stood in the yard. His gaze was fixed on the glow seeping through the window. Were they locked in a passionate embrace?

Right then, he felt an overwhelming urge to smash the door.

Glancing around, he spotted a brick by the fence, gripped it in his hand and ascended the steps to stand before the green-painted iron gates. Clenching the brick, he took several deep breaths until the lights inside the room went out.

In an instant, his breath caught in his throat. His heart plunged into darkness.

They were together!

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The reality was right in front of his eyes!

With fingers clenched too tightly, the rough edges of the brick grated painfully against his skin.

A sinister gleam flickered in his eyes as he raised the brick. But in the end, he hurled it onto the road beyond the gates. The dull thud echoed loudly in the quiet of the countryside.

Inside, Jocelyn sat on a stool with her eyes glued to the outdoors, genuinely fearing that Melvin might burst in with weapons

The noise confirmed that her fears were unfounded. Her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled back into place.

It took a while before Harrison uttered, “He’s gone.”

Jocelyn exhaled a long breath, “I was really scared he’d come in and start a fight with you.”

“If he actually had barged in, no matter how much you liked the guy, I would’ve told you to drop him,” Harrison said, turning the light back on, “Stop overthinking it. The guy needs to be hung out to dry. You gotta push him to find out what he’s really about.”

Jocelyn shook her head, “I didn’t want to push him. Forcing him to do what he’s unwilling to do goes against the flow of nature. A melon forcefully twisted off its vine is never sweet. I don’t like putting people in tough spots.”

“You both haven’t let go of each other. Isn’t it painful to act like this?”

“It takes time,” Jocelyn knew that she couldn’t simply forget someone she had deeply loved so long.

She wasn’t lying to herself. She was trying to persuade herself to move on.

Harrison knew she was trying hard to let go of Melvin. As an observer, he thought it was tough.

How long would these two continue to entangle, he wondered.

“It’s already three in the morning. We should rest,” Harrison said as he checked the time, “I need to leave early tomorrow. There are relatives back home I still need to visit during the holidays.”

“You shouldn’t have come. It’s such a long trip.” Jocelyn always felt he shouldn’t have come so far.

glasses, “If I hadn’t come,

Jocelyn just sighed.

he had come all this way to ruffle Melvin’s feathers.

a chair, pulling out a thick

You take my room, and I’ll sleep in Ursula’s,” Jocelyn insisted. “It gets cold in the mountains at night. Without any heating, you’ll

insistence, Hamison relocated to her room.

of them got much sleep that night. And someone sat by

Jocelyn visited the village chief’s house to have doughnuts for breakfast. They were both tired from staying up late and emotionally drained from

give Jocelyn and Harrison curious glances. Their looks conveyed

didn’t feel like explaining

everyone with polite enthusiasm. He thanked the chief for having prepared the doughnuts

his phone to Jocelyn, “I want

phone and stapped a photo of him with

smiled, “You’ve got a pretty good photographic skills, and then sent it to his family

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Ursula approached with a sly smile, “Did you have a good

was going on, yet she still joked about it.

“Delightful, Hamison replied.

couldn’t help but make playful gestures at Jocelyn, hinting that perhaps their staged act had turned into

had given up on

Uriah suddenly called out

Everyone turned around.

appeared disheveled as he approached from a different path. Upon seeing Jocelyn and Harrison, his eyes fixated on them with a

his internal struggle from the night before, but his

doughnuts,”

of reaching for the food, Melvin walked straight towards

icy gaze, she took a step

in front of Jocelyn, looking at

tension was palpable to the

about to intervene, Melvin turned back and entered the house.

me to death, Ursula

Not so much of what Melvin

you okay?” Harrison

her head.

“He must have been

it was best to avoid provoking him further-angering him could

their breakfast, Harrison checked the time,

said, “I’ll walk you to the entrance of the village.”

“Great”