The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 144

The anival of Willow in this sleepy little village had Jocelyn convinced the world had gone mad.

Draped in a pristine designer down jacket with flawless makeup, Willow was a stark contrast to the rustic surroundings.

The village chiel was unfamiliar with the faces of celebrities. He had just been informed via telephone that a star was visiting their village. Oblivious to who she was, he felt obliged to welcome her.

He had seen on TV how celebrities would visit rural areas and experience the simple life for a few days. In turn, they would promote local development.

The village chief thought it rather fortuitous that a star had taken an interest in their little village. Word would get out, and the exposure could only be beneficial.

When Willow caught sight of Jocelyn, the surprise was mutual. Willow hadn’t expected to find Jocelyn here, but she quickly pieced together why Melvin might have sought refuge in such backwoods retreat.

“Jocelyn, what a coincidence!” Willow greeted, masking the awkwardness with her tone.

The village head was baffled.

Jocelyn knew this celebrity?

Jocelyn merely nodded slightly, showing no interest in engaging further.

Willow’s gaze shifted between Jocelyn and Harrison, a knowing look in her eyes. “So you two lovebirds finally nested. Congratulations.” Despite being polite by nature, Jocelyn wanted nothing more than to drop all pretenses of civility where Willow was concerned.

Harrison, aware of Jocelyn’s distaste for the woman, chose to ignore her.

Willow’s face stiffened at the snub. She hastily changed the topic, adopting an air of delight as she spread her arms wide, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Ah, the air’s so fresh here. No wonder Melvin ran off to this place.”

The village head was taken aback. Another acquaintance of Mr. Martinez’s?

It seemed like everyone from the city knew each other.

To be precise, ever since Jocelyn and Ursula had arrived, the village had been buzzing with activities.

So, the catalyst was Jocelyn and Ursula?

No, it was primarily Jocelyn.

Willow flashed a smile at Uriah. “Sir, could you show me to Melvin, please?”

Uriah could hardly decline. Guests, especially celebrities, were to be treated with respect for the sake of the village’s future.

her bags, Harrison expressed his concern for Jocelyn. “Can you handle

“As long as there’s

Harrison’s worry, Jocelyn patted his shoulder. “Relax, she’s too concerned with her image to make a scene. Plus, Ursula’s here. She’s got my

not worried about a fight. It’s her and Melvin…” Harrison trailed

fear was that Willow might cling to Melvin, making things uncomfortable for

“You’re overthinking it. Even if that were the case, it might be a good

and found some logic in it.

sure you’re

worry, even if she does stir up some drama, she’ll have to keep her cool. It’s

her alone, but he had commitments back home he couldn’t break.

urged, opening the car door for him.

door with his gaze lingering on Jocelyn. Suddenly, he released the door and pulled her into a

smiled. ‘Don’t make it sound so final. It’s not like

you home, Harmson’s voice was husky, his arms tightening

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If I left now. I’d disappoint the kids and break my promise.”

a wishful

next time you do a volunteer teaching stint, let me know,” Harrison said with a complaining look,

out

he did, and that one step

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softly agreed, understanding his

her bright eyes, he yeamed to take her away from that other

hoped something would happen between Melvin and the star

if you need anything,” Harrison reminded Jocelyn before finally

“Okay.”

car and closed the door, his gaze

back and

fired up the engine.

“Let me know when you

stood by the roadside, watching until it disappeared from view.

mirror, felt the urge to return

force her into anything. With resolve, he

of sight was out of mind, he thought

was no

“Why didn’t you have him stay longer? With that woman here, can you really

doesn’t bother me, Jocelyn was unfazed. “I’m

to avoid them or to give them a chance?” Ursula couldn’t stand Willow’s pretense. That woman’s eyes betrayed disdain for the rustic setting, unwilling to sit on