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.”

“He’s at your

he used ‘again’

and sighed, “I’d appreciate it.”

him

then managed a

been trying hard,

“Oh?”

go, please maybe give him a chance. By that you’re giving a chance to both of your futures.” Yannick said unusually earnestly, “He’s

a tempest tossing waved inside her

replied looking down and fidgeting with her

her to be

be. He’ll leave when he sobers up ” Yannick advised. “It’s

ended

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

harpened heart, she pretended nothing happened and returned to her bedroom. She shut the door and

covers.

But-leep eluded her.

She stared angrily at the bedroom door, then flung off her blankets in a fury. She went

the wall, eyes closed,

worn out. His brow furrowed with unknown

in; if he wanted to

fetched a blanket from her room and covered him.

the blanket. He was

locked, and she felt

blanket. “You got

to the door. You’re

blanket up to his neck, eyes on her. “Don’t mind

he

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

you no shame?”

closed

her wits end

inside and closed the door firmly.

well be a fool if she got

and finally slept. Fortunately she didn’t need to rise early next morning, so he slept until past

ten.

up, she wondered about 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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