Chapter 152

Jocelyn exuded a sincere sense of weariness.

Melvin felt increasingly uneasy. She had said those words several times, which essentially meant she was truly tired of his persistence.

But he wasn’t willing to give up on her!

“Well, then you’ll have to wait for my funeral,” Melvin declared, not caring if she would hate him for it. This was the truth in his heart.

Unless he was six feet under, he wouldn’t give up on her.

A sharp pang tightened in Jocelyn’s chest as she looked at him incredulously, but his gaze was unfathomably deep. “You…”

Melvin’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID before answering.

“Dr. Layla”

Jocelyn only heard him address the caller before he turned away. But he clearly kept the conversation private. Doctor?

The call lasted barely two minutes before Melvin hung up

Seeing that Jocelyn hadn’t left, he felt a wave of relief.

“I’ll drive you home.”

“I don’t need a ride from you, Jocelyn replied with a hint of defiance.

Melvin frowned. “Do I really need to force you?”

Jocelyn was afraid of him. She knew he was capable of anything when riled up-it was just a matter of whether he wanted to or not.

Considering the late hour and the long walk home, she finally agreed in reluctance.

off, Jocelyn noticed his grave expression. She couldn’t help but think

she

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

good news. For relatives, such calls were dreaded, often bringing

want to pry. But it seemed callous if she didn’t

on the road. His voice was even.

the hint, Jocelyn fell

building. Thanks, she said

Melvin stayed in the car without a word

door, her neighbor Rose happened to be taking out the trash and spotted

how come your boyfriend didn’t come up with you?” Rose

feared a lengthy explanation, so she simply said. He’s

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seen him around for a while, Rose mentioned as they entered the elevator. “I thought you two

offered an

went to

his stubbornness was something she had never anticipated. Clearly, if he didn’t let go,

especially as a senior class teacher with

her own house, so she offered to

despite her busy schedule. But she rarely cooked, leaving the fridge either full of spoiled goods or

buy groceries and prepare some homemade toast to stock

hands full, Daisy called out to hold the elevator. It was

said, appreciating the help.

I’ve seen you last time,” Rose remarked as they rode up. “You’ve got quite the

Daisy chirped. “You know how it is with youngsters-always too busy to eat properly, resorting

in agreement. Then she mentioned, “I’ve noticed

That sounded good for them. She simply smiled, “He’s back to his parents’

her boyfriend send her back a few days ago, but he didn’t go

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