The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 158

Today was a day Melvin could hardly wipe the proud grin off his face.

He drove to an exclusive club that he frequently visited. Upon arrival, he chivalrously opened the car door for Jocelyn. He reached out his hand to her as she hesitated slightly, peering at him with uncertainty.

“What’s wrong?” Melvin grasped her wrist firmly. “Let’s go.”

“Why do you bring me here?”

“To meet someone.” he replied, shutting the car door and tightening his grip on her hand.

He used to avoid holding her hand, as if he wanted to distance himself from any association with her and was afraid of being seen together.

Jocelyn started at his hand. She sensed a subtle change in their interaction. Even though it was a minor shift, it stirred something quite different within her.

Melvin held her hand firmly all the time as they got in. The staff greeted him as they passed, and he responded with a particularly cheerful demeanor.

Door opened, and they were greeted by dazzling lights.

Jocelyn was taken aback by the sight of the man sitting inside. She even thought of pulling away from Melvin.

“Why pull away?” Melvin interlaced their fingers assertively and guided her to sit opposite Harrison. His possessiveness was evident as he pulled Jocelyn down beside him.

Harrison noticed their intertwined hands. A hint of sorrow flashed behind his glasses, but he quickly smiled and said, “Seems like we don’t have to pretend anymore.”

Jocelyn frowned and was puzzled as to why Melvin had arranged to meet with Harrison.

“I called Mr. Whitman first thing this morning.” Melvin announced. “He’s fully supportive of us getting back together.”

So, was that who Melvin was calling in the morning?

Jocelyn looked at Harrison. Even though they had broken up, she still felt a twinge of guilt.

“Of course, I support it. If two people still have each other in their hearts, then being together is the best outcome.” Harrison remarked with a smile.

“What a true scholar you are, always so insightful.” Melvin poured Harrison a drink. “We must treat Mr. Whitman to a meal today to express my gratitude.”

“Sounds good” Harrison accepted with grace.

It was then that Jocelyn realized she didn’t possess the open-mindedness of these two men.

to take a call, Jocelyn and Harrison were left alone in this private room.

sorry.” Jocelyn

apologize?” Harrison

a loss herself. What was initially a matter between her and Melvin now

sorry for? Harrison spoke with

bit her lip. “He said… he

body, a departure so

return..

to blast Melvin and turn the game around. But Jocelyn made a favor for Melvin, which let him win

and faked to be collected. Isn’t

still feel uneasy.

you afraid he won’t keep his

I coerced him into

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promise, he’ll surely keep it. Don’t overthink it. He brought you to meet me today, and It showed he’s taken action.

the heat of the moment, but it must have been heartfelt. After all, it’s a big deal, as significant as life or death” Harrison continued to reassure her. “He’s also a man of passion, and he does not promise lightly. Please trust him and trust your feelings. Regaining what was lost only makes it more precious

deep breath. She cherished that moment of regaining what she once lost, as if she had the world in her grasp. once more. Yet, she feared it was all an

subtle atmosphere. He wasn’t concerned about what Harrison might have done

“And later, call your parents. I’ll join you for dinner tonight.”

was shocked and stared at

slightly. “What’s the matter? Why that

swallowed hard, her heart pounding.

own heart ached with each

man can

couldn’t give Jocelyn a sense

after the meal was finished. The way Melvin looked at Jocelyn was enough to

domineering and with a seemingly bad

a couple, of his beloved and

best course of action for Harrison was to

him to bring up the past

got some time; let’s hit the mall and pick up some gifts.”

was still struggling with the reality of it

brow. “Don’t

meet them?”

it that way. “Isn’t it standard to meet one’s partner’s parents?”

was stuttering today, glitching at every thought.