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

sick?” she finally asked.

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

relatives, such calls were dreaded, often bringing nothing but bad tidings.

want to pry. But it seemed

one.” Melvin kept his eyes on the

hint, Jocelyn fell

in front of her apartment building. Thanks, she said

the car without a word

Rose happened to be taking out the

come up

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

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they entered the elevator. “I thought you two might have broken

offered an embarrassed smile.

Jocelyn went to

had never anticipated. Clearly, if he didn’t let go, any future

approached, Jocelyn got busier, especially as

she offered to tidy up Jocelyn’s apartment after getting Jocelyn’s permission and the keys.

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

homemade toast to stock the fridge, ensuring Jocelyn

called out to hold the elevator.

appreciating the help.

as they rode up. “You’ve

term, so I 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.

“I’ve noticed Jocelyn’s boyfriend hasn’t been around much

perked up at this. Had Harrison been a frequent here? That sounded good for them. She simply smiled, “He’s back to his parents’ during the holiday.

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

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