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.”

sounded surprised. “He’s at

used ‘again’ was subtle.

her temples and

care about him anymore?” Yannick asked

managed a bitter

trying hard,

“Oh?”

you haven’t let go, please maybe give him a chance. By that you’re giving a chance to both of your futures.” Yannick said

a tempest

with her

expected her to be

knock, right? If he’s not harming, just leave him be. He’ll leave when he

ended

then peered through the peephole again. He was still there.

a harpened heart, she pretended nothing happened and returned to her bedroom.

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

slumped against the wall, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

seemed worn out. His brow furrowed with

invite him in; if he wanted to sleep here,

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

adjusted the blanket. He was awake, or maybe

gaze locked, and she felt

the blanket. “You got a heart.”

back to the door. You’re

pulling the blanket up

thought he was

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

no shame?”

didn’t put shame on you” Melvin closed

wits end with his stubbornness.

closed the

if she got back

kept tossing in bed until 2 a.m. and finally slept. Fortunately she didn’t need to rise early next morning,

ten.

the man outside. Had he left? What would the neighbors think if they saw him sleeping

stepped outside. No one was there,

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