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.”

surprised. “He’s at your place

he used

her temples and

care about him anymore?” Yannick

managed a

been trying hard,

“Oh?”

if 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 unusually earnestly,

raced; a tempest tossing waved inside

looking down and fidgeting with her fingers, “Just come

hadn’t expected her to be so

just leave him be. He’ll leave when he sobers up ” Yannick advised. “It’s late. Get some

ended

phone, then peered through the peephole again. He

to her bedroom. She shut the

covers.

But-leep eluded her.

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

the wall, eyes

seemed worn out. His brow

in; if he wanted to sleep here,

from her room and

met as she adjusted the blanket. He was

and she felt

blanket. “You got a heart.”

the door.

bother you?” He didn’t move, instead pulling the blanket up to his neck, eyes on

thought he was

had his own place yet came to sleep

no shame?”

didn’t put shame on you” Melvin closed his eyes

was at her wits end with his

closed

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

bed until 2 a.m. and finally slept. Fortunately she didn’t need to rise early next morning, so he slept until past

ten.

freshening up, she wondered about the man outside. Had he left? What would the neighbors

dressed and stepped outside. No one was there, not even the blanket.

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