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.

to his car. As they drove off, Jocelyn noticed his grave expression. She couldn’t help but think about that mysterious phone call.

she

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

good news. For relatives,

But it seemed callous if she didn’t ask about it.

one.” Melvin kept his eyes on the road. His voice was even.

hint, Jocelyn fell silent.

of her apartment building. Thanks, she said

stayed in the

Jocelyn closed the car door, her neighbor Rose happened to

come up with you?” Rose

lengthy explanation, so she simply said.

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him around for a while, Rose mentioned as they entered

offered an embarrassed smile.

went to bed

nagged at her-he wasn’t joking, and his stubbornness was something she had never anticipated. Clearly, if he didn’t let go,

especially as a senior class teacher with mounting

so she offered

clean usually, despite her busy schedule. But she rarely cooked, leaving

groceries and prepare some homemade toast to stock the fridge, ensuring

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

appreciating the help.

last time,” Rose remarked as they rode up. “You’ve got quite the grocery haul for Jocelyn there.

thought I’d help stock her up,” Daisy chirped. “You know how it is with youngsters-always too busy to eat properly, resorting to takeout or instant noodles. But none of these is nutritious”

agreement. Then she mentioned, “I’ve noticed

them. She simply smiled, “He’s back to his parents’ during the holiday. Suppose

is he? He should be back now. I saw her boyfriend send her back a few days ago, but he didn’t go upstairs. Rose said, “Her boyfriend is really handsome and rich. I

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