The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 145

The weather was good, with the sun casting playful shadows through the windows, painting the room in a spectrum of light and colors.

Melvin sat there, whose gaze was fixed on Jocelyn with an intensity that seemed to chill the air. His eyes were deep pools of lost dreams and cold resolve, as if his heart had been broken and his soul had gone astray.

Jocelyn squirmed in his stare. Especially now she was only dressed in her thermal underwear and cocooned in a blanket. It was decidedly inappropriate.

“If you’ve got nothing else to say, would you mind leaving?” Jocelyn’s tone was polite but strained.

For half an hour, Melvin had been a solid presence in her bedroom. She had slept so soundly that his imagination about the previous night went into a frenzy

She hadn’t seen Harrison for a while, and they had reunited just last night. It should have been him by her side, yet she had spent the night under the same roof with another man.

Late hours, reunion after a long absence. What they might have done behind closed doors Melvin didn’t need to spell it out. He knew.

If it had been him with her, he would have made sure she wouldn’t be able to leave the house the next day.

The mere thought of them together drove him mad, as if something was clogging his heart, making him hard to breathe.

“Did you… enjoy last night?” Melvin asked, though it felt like stabbing himself with a knife.

Jocelyn choked on his question.

Who would have the audacity to ask such a thing?

“What do you think?” Jocelyn retorted, convinced he was out of his mind.

No sane person would ask such a question.

Was he just looking to upset himself?

Melvin’s heart felt as though it was being crushed by invisible hands. His smile was a twisted mix of menace and desolation. “How cruel of you.

Jocelyn was stunned.

In that moment, Melvin’s look made her feel like she was the worst of villains, as if she were the one who had betrayed him and let him

down

She didn’t know what to say.

Explain? There was no point.

But not explaining seemed wrong somehow either.

The stalemate continued until Melvin’s fingers curled slightly. He took a deep, shaky breath. “Even a dog would mourn the loss of affection. What about you?”

was speechless at his

comparing himself

she shouldn’t

when words

silent, Melvin scoffed, “Are

eyes and lowered

making her want to explain everything. But what good would

persistence was both endearing

“Melvin!”

outside broke

breathed a sigh of relief

are you here? Willow shouted

remained seated. His

Willow’s voice was clearly intentional

stored of Melvin Melvin stared back

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called

breath, about to respond.

Willow would surely enter and find Melvin in her room. It would definitely stir up rumors.

knew the truth, but

woman, cozied up with her boyfriend one night, then with another man the next morning. What kind of

that thought, Jocelyn

what? She’s sleeping, came Ursula’s voice from outside.

to the voices beyond the

said, “I’m looking for

then? You think Jocelyn and Melvin are hiding out here together? What a joke. You think she’s as immoral as you?” Ursula’s attitude toward Willow

felt guilty. By all accounts, she was acting

long as Melvin stayed put, no one could accuse

that

watched him stride out, and the front door opened moments

voice carried a note of disbelief, “Were you really here?”

Melvin didn’t respond.

burst into Jocelyn’s room. “Holy smokes… were you really here? What the heck were you two

her legs out of bed and stood up, twirling in front

there’s no way Melvin

Jocelyn finished for her, pulling on her jacket and fixing her hair. “I

what you’re up to. Did Melvin do that on purpose, leaving at that moment? Doesn’t he care about your

Melvin being seen leaving her room. The rest didn’t bother her much.

Jocelyn said, opening the door to gaze out at the lush mountains and clear blue sky. “I need to let myself

and Ursula headed out

their retreating figures, Melvin’s expression was

got a boyfriend now,” Willow brought him a cup of coffee. She saw all the emotions playing across his face. Her own feelings were a mix