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

he comparing himself to

she

was best when words failed.

Melvin scoffed, “Are you so

her eyes and

on her, making her want to explain everything.

was both endearing and infunating.

“Melvin!”

outside broke the tension.

a sigh

here?

at Melvin. He remained seated. His eyes

Willow’s voice was clearly intentional

Melvin stared back at

Chapter 148

Willow called

a breath, about to respond.

enter and find Melvin in her room. It would definitely

truth, but the villagers didn’t.

night, then with another man the next morning. What kind of example would

thought, Jocelyn dared not

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

listened intently to the voices beyond the

looking

What a joke. You

guilty. By all accounts, she

long as Melvin stayed put, no one

she comforted herself with that

the front door opened

Seeing Melvin, Willow’s voice carried a note of disbelief, “Were you

Melvin didn’t respond.

a pause, Ursula burst into Jocelyn’s room. “Holy smokes… were you really here? What

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

woman there’s no way Melvin would be in your room

would be immoral,” Jocelyn finished for her, pulling on her

know what you’re up to. Did Melvin do that on purpose, leaving at that moment? Doesn’t he care about your reputation?” Ursula was fuming “And that Willow, buzzing around like a fly. Why’s

mostly concerned about Melvin being seen leaving her room. The

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

and Ursula headed out to

figures, Melvin’s

boyfriend now,” Willow brought him a cup of coffee. She saw all the emotions playing

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