The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 116

Jocelyn’s chin and palms were in pretty bad shape after her tumble, and the nurse had to wrap both her hands after tending to the

wounds.

Her knees were swollen too, but thankfully, there were no scrapes or breaks in the skin.

“Keep it dry and steer clear of spicy food, the nurse instructed as she packed up her kit. “Change the dressing once a day as prescribed.”

Jocelyn peered down at her bandaged hands, frowning. How on earth was she supposed to face school tomorrow looking like this?

Before leaving, the nurse turned to Melvin. “You’ll need to look after her until her injuries heal, or it’ll get infected. And no showers for a couple of days. You don’t want to get those bandages wet.”

Jocelyn frowned, wanting to clarify her relationship with Melvin to the nurse.

But then she figured, what’s the point? It’s not like it mattered. They’d naturally go their separate ways once they left.

Melvin, on the other hand, nodded, grabbing the medications and glancing at Jocelyn.

She was in a bit of pain, but she could still walk, albeit stiffly

After all the chaos, the buzz from the drinks had worn off, and she was sober.

Reaching out, she tried to take the bag of medicine from Melvin’s hand. “I can manage on my own.”

This time, Melvin handed them over without a fuss.

Jocelyn took the plastic bag and suddenly she was lifted off her feet.

She let out a yelp, but Melvin had already scooped her up.

“Put me down!” Jocelyn didn’t struggle; moving hurt too much.

Melvin carried her out into the night, where it was now quiet and empty.

“What if you fall again? Melvin made it clear he wasn’t going to comply with her requests.

Jocelyn didn’t dare to argue, simply letting him carry her out of the hospital.

When they reached his car, he carefully set her down and opened the door.

“I don’t need a ride. I’ll get a taxi,” Jocelyn insisted. Remembering her purse and phone were in the back seat, she reached for the door to grab them.

Melvin didn’t stop her this time.

Afraid he’d change his mind, Jocelyn quickly hailed a taxi and got in.

She couldn’t help but look back, seeing Melvin still standing by the roadside.

She turned away, her emotions a tangled mess.

At the next red light, she glanced back unintentionally, only to see Melvin’s car trailing behind the taxi.

Her heart skipped erratically.

Melvin’s car followed all the way to her apartment building, keeping a safe distance, never overtaking. When the taxi stopped, so did his

car.

Stepping out, Jocelyn couldn’t walk fast.

The sound of a car door shutting made her more anxious.

Afraid he would follow, yet part of her hoped he would.

She must be crazy, she had already decided to move on, and she already had a boyfriend, and yet she was harboring feelings for another man,

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She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button.

As the elevator doors slid closed, a sense of loss washed over her.

She wanted to slap herself. What was she even thinking?

Once home, she called Harrison on video chat.

He answered immediately, and upon seeing her chin, he straightened up and leaned into the camera, “What happened to your chin? Did

Yeah I had a bit of a spill. Hurt my hands too” Jocelyn showed her bandaged hands to the camera. Tve been to the hospital It’s

en looked warned, “You can’t get your hands wet. Maybe you should take some time off and stay with your parents for a bit. They can take care of you.”

to no big deal, really,” Jocelyn waved it off. “Why are you still up?”

Ive got a project i haven’t finished yet.” Hanison rubbed his temples, his concern evident. “You shouldn’t be alone right now”

im fine, really,” Jocelyn reassured him. “I just wanted to see you, that’s all.”

Hamson froze, staring blankly into the camera.

Jocelyn felt awkward under his gaze and suddenly regretted calling.

“Just wait a minute, Hamson said, grabbing his phone.

“What are you doing, Hamison?”

Tm checking for flights. He was busy tapping and swiping on his phone, frowning deeper with each move. “There’s nothing available.”

Jocelyn breathed a sigh of relief, Then let it be. I’m honestly okay. Had I known, I wouldn’t have video called or told you.”

Jocelyn, I’m sorry.” Harrison suddenly apologized

“Why are you apologizing?”

For not being there for you as your boyfriend. Harrison sounded genuinely regretful. “I’ve let you down and made you feel bad.”

His apology made Jocelyn feel even more guilty.

He was worried about her, and yet she was still caught up with her ex.

“It’s not your fault Long-distance was our choice. Jocelyn’s conscience pricked her. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of myself. It’s late; you should rest too. Don’t stay up too late.”

“Okay you too

After ending the call, Jocelyn leaned back on the couch, feeling more than ever like the villain in the story.

She had agreed to start with Hamison without fully letting go of her past, never truly committing.

And yet, Hamson was nothing but sincere.

Before going to bed, she glanced down from the balcony to see Melvin’s car still parked there.

Her heart was a mess.

That night, Jocelyn didn’t sleep well.

The next day, she was roused by the alarm, struggling to get ready with her sore knees and inconvenient bandages. Finally deciding to call another teacher to cover her classes, she settled back on the couch, nursing the bruise on her knee.

Feeling helpless, she decided to take a rest. Having had a rough night’s sleep, she took the opportunity to catch a few more winks.

She didn’t know how long she’d slept when the doorbell rang

Her first thought was Melvin, who wasn’t there when she pecked out in the morning.

Could it be him now?

Peering through the peephole, Jocelyn got the shock of her life.

Hastily, she swung the door open.

Seeing a travel-weary Harrison step through the door, Jocelyn’s eyes widened in shock

“What happened to you?” At first glance, however, Harrison’s concern was focused on her injury; his eyes were filled with worry.

“Why are you here?” she asked, glancing at the clock. It was just a little past ten.

“Can I come in? Harrison asked her

Jocelyn couldn’t think of a single reason to tum him away and stepped aside to let him through.

don’t have any men’s slippers, she said. “Hold on, I’ll grab you a pair of mine.”

She had only taken a few steps whery Harrison caught her hand, bending down to examine her leg with a furrowed brow. “You hurt your legs too!

to nothing, Jocelyn brushed off the concern. “You just wait here; Ill get those slippers for you.”

“Just hold on a second Harrison slipped off his shoes and stepped barefoot onto the floor, apologizing as he did so, I’m sorry.”

dn’t even understand what he was apologizing for before she was suddenly swept up in his arms.

pletely stunned She had meant to insist that he put her down, but then she remembered that this man was her boyfriend. boytrend would naturally do. If she were to reject his help, what would that say about them?

retch Hanson placed her on the couch before asking. Where are the slippers?”

Jocelyn pointed toward the balcony. “I washed them a few days back. They’re out there drying”

Hanison went out to the balcony and shipped on a pair of pink flip-flops.

The slippers were obviously too small, his feet sticking out at the ends.

Jocelyn couldn’t help but find the sight amusing, yet she held back a laugh, not wanting to hurt his feelings