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.”

Melvin unbuttoned his collar, looking pretty ticked

want anything. I just think we both need some time to cool off. Give it some thought whats the point of us going on

saying anything. That calm before the storm

had a way of making

up tonight? His

was racing, each beat pounding against her

herself

long moment before his lips twisted into

a resounding

as if venting Melvin’s

Jocelyn bent over, hands on knees, gasping for air,

that was it. She and the man she had loved for

slept like a

out, tossing and turning all night like the one before, but instead, she snoozed right

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

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

upfront. “We’re not for each other. I turned him

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her love

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

way wealthier,

for someone in his league. Me? I’m a working class I’d barely scrape through his front door, let alone run the joint or call the

in agreement. You’re talking sense. Those soap operas always show how rough it is to marry into wealth. And those monster-in-laws? Plus, look at those celebs-raking it in, drop-dead

vigorously. “Exactly. So let’s not bother with Mr. Too Good to Be

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