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.

returned to his car. As they drove off, Jocelyn noticed his grave expression. She couldn’t help

sick?” she finally asked.

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

night was rarely good news. For relatives, such calls were dreaded, often

But it seemed callous

on

Jocelyn fell

her apartment building. Thanks, she said as she got

the car without a

car door, her neighbor Rose happened to be taking out the

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

a lengthy explanation, so she simply said. He’s got things to do.”

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as they entered the elevator. “I thought you two might

an

home, Jocelyn went to

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

semester approached, Jocelyn got busier, especially as

nothing better to do in her own house, so she offered to tidy up Jocelyn’s apartment after getting Jocelyn’s permission and

kept her place clean usually, despite her busy schedule. But she rarely cooked, leaving the fridge either

some homemade toast to

the building with her hands full, Daisy called out to

Daisy said, appreciating the help.

Rose remarked as they rode

she’s gearing up for new school term, so I thought I’d help stock her up,” Daisy chirped. “You know how it is

she mentioned, “I’ve noticed

good for them. She simply smiled, “He’s back to

her back a few days ago, but he didn’t go upstairs.

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