The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chatper 156

Chapter 156

Jocelyn called Harrison to let him know she was safe as she returned to her apartment.

After a shower, her phone began to buzz incessantly.

She glanced at the caller ID. It was not a saved contact, but she knew every digit by heart.

It was past nine, and she let the phone ring out until silence took over.

Lying in bed, insomnia held her captive.

She checked her phone, and it was nearly midnight.

She got up for a glass of water when a faint noise by the door caught her attention.

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Heart pounding, she set her glass down and tiptoed to the peephole. All she saw was a pair of shoes. The owner was presumably leaning against the wall.

The scene reminded her of Melvin.

It wasn’t the first time he’d pulled something like this.

What madness had struck him tonight?

The only surprise was that he’d only called, not knocked.

She leaned against the door but didn’t open it.

Yasmine Martinez had left Yanova City with Preston Turner. Zephyr was probably the only one she could call now.

After some thought, she dialed Zephyr’s number.

The phone rang a long while before someone answered.

“Hello?” The voice was husky. It was not Zephyr’s.

“Is this Mr. Hayden? I’m Jocelyn,” she ventured.

“Uh, yeah, it’s me.” Yannick Hayden responded.

Without wondering why Yannick had answered Zephyr’s phone, she said, “Could you please come and take Melvin back? He’s lying outside my door.”

at

used ‘again’

temples and sighed,

don’t care about him anymore?” Yannick asked

managed

been trying hard, you

“Oh?”

chance to both of your futures.”

a tempest tossing waved inside her

replied looking down and fidgeting with her

expected her to be

harming, just leave him be. He’ll leave when he

call ended

her phone, then peered through the peephole again.

nothing happened and returned to her bedroom. She shut the door

covers.

But-leep eluded her.

stared angrily at the bedroom door, then flung off her blankets in a fury. She went to the living room and put her hand on the doorknob. She took

slumped against the wall,

brow furrowed with unknown

in; if he

a blanket from her room and covered him. That was all

as she adjusted the blanket. He was

gaze locked, and she

at the blanket. “You

the door. You’re

didn’t move, instead pulling the blanket up to his neck, eyes on her. “Don’t

he was

his own place yet came to sleep on her doorstep. Who was this performance

no

shame on you” Melvin closed his

was at her wits end with his stubbornness.

inside and closed

as well be a fool if she got back to him out there

and finally slept. Fortunately she didn’t need to rise early

ten.

outside. Had he left? What would the neighbors think if

and stepped outside. No one was

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