The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, not bothering to look back

“Come on, there’s a limit to making a scene.” Melvin was sure she was just making a scene. He had already explained himself. What more did she want from him?

Jocelyn took a deep breath feeling more pathetic and ridiculous by the second.

In his eyes, she was just being a drama queen because she wanted more Yep, to him, she was totally overreacting.

And he had already stooped to coax her, so she should’ve taken the hint and quit while she was ahead.

It used to be the same old story she’d get mad he’d sweet talk her a bit, and she’d drop it all.

Truth be told, back then she kinda liked being coaxed by him because it felt like he actually cared, like she mattered to

him

But thinking it over now, it all seemed like just going through the motions without ever wondering why. She couldn’t even tell if he meant any of it. Or was it just sweet talk to get her into bed and then back to business as usual?

“I’m beat. Let’s go home Melvin said, moving in to grab her hand and pull her towards the apartment building.

Jocelyn stood her ground.

Melvin turned around, his patience obviously wearing thin.

Jocelyn gently wriggled her hand free. “You should go back to your place.”

heck do you want? Melvin unbuttoned his collar, looking pretty ticked

head. “I don’t want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool off. Give it some thought whats the point of us going on

anything. That calm before the storm sent a

he had a way of making her knees buckle with

up tonight? His tone was heavier

beat pounding against her chest, pressuring her

herself

before his lips twisted into a sneer. “Jocelyn, you’ve got guts!”

door slammed with a resounding thud,

roared angrily, as if

on knees, gasping for air, fully

that was it. She and the man she had loved for more than three years

night, Jocelyn slept like a

should have been crying her eyes out, tossing and turning all night like the

wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting the shops, cooking at home when she felt

yes? What’s he like? Give us the deets!’ Of course, Daisy was all over her about it.

upfront. “We’re not for each

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was taking her

family is loaded. He’s a knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer labels head

frowned at that. “Sure, he’s way wealthier,

Me? I’m a working class I’d barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy,

it is to marry into wealth. And those monster-in-laws? Plus, look at those celebs-raking it in, drop-dead gorgeous, but how many

bother with Mr. Too Good to Be

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