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.”

unbuttoned his

her 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 like this?”

lips together and looked at her coldly without saying anything. That calm before the storm sent a

of making her knees buckle

come up tonight? His

heart was racing, each beat pounding against her

steeled herself

her for a long moment before his lips twisted into a sneer. “Jocelyn,

the door slammed with a resounding

if venting Melvin’s rage and

Jocelyn bent over, hands on knees, gasping for air, fully aware of what her

that was it. She and the man she had loved

slept like a log.

all night like the one before,

about her classes and daily life as normal. When she wasn’t teaching, she’d hang out with colleagues, grabbing a cuppa or hitting the shops, cooking at home when she felt like it, or dining out when she didn’t, and spending weekends

Got an admirer? Did you say yes? What’s he like? Give us the deets!’ Of

upfront. “We’re not for each other. I

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was taking her love life seriously

a knockout, driving cars worth millions, and wearing designer labels head to toe. Tell me, is that my type?”

that. “Sure, he’s way wealthier, but it’s about the person,

the joint or call the shots. I’d always be second best. It might look flashy, but just

sense. Those soap operas always show how rough it is to marry into wealth. And those monster-in-laws? Plus, look

not bother with Mr. Too Good

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