The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 111

Jocelyn rummaged through the closet, realizing he had used all the bedding. She'd have to buy new ones when dawn broke.

As she lay down, her hand accidentally brushed something under the pillow where he used to sleep. A sinking feeling told her what it was before she saw it, Indeed, it was a box of condoms they hadn’t used.

He had hidden something like that behind the headboard.

Grabbing it with disgust and disbelief, Jocelyn tossed it into the trash can. She was determined to purge her space of everything that reminded her of him.

Eventually, she thought every piece of furniture would have to go.

But the problem was that he was once in this house. Every corner was a shadow of their past happiness.

Slumping against the bed, Jocelyn scratched at the hardwood floor, overwhelmed. The more she tried to scrub away the memories, the fresher they flooded her mind like a deluge.

The joy of being with someone you love, sharing the most intimate moments, living and sleeping together was blissful.

But even if she could erase all traces of him from her home, how could she erase him from her mind?

She thought of the bite mark on the back of his hand, his words, and the way he used their photo as a screen photo.

Jocelyn clutched at her chest, and her heart ached unbearably.

...

The next day, a call woke Jocelyn up in the afternoon.

Squinting at her phone, she saw it was Harrison calling. She forced herself to sit up, patted her face to wake up, and answered.

"What's up?" he asked casually.

"Just napping," she lied. In truth, after a late night, she had skipped breakfast and lunch.

"Did I wake you?" Harrison asked cautiously.

"No, I should be getting up anyway." Jocelyn ruffled her hair, got out of bed, and drew back the curtains. The sunlight was almost blinding, nothing like the expected downpour.

It was as if the old saying was true. “After the storm comes a rainbow.”

Though there was no rainbow, the sunshine was a fresh start.

"Got any plans for today?" Harrison asked casually.

"I'll sell some old stuff and might hit a home decor store," Jocelyn replied, heading to the bathroom, switching the call on speaker while she brushed her teeth.

"Thinking of redecorating?"

"Yeah." She didn’t avoid the topic, brushing lightly.

Harrison was silent briefly before he asked, "Ever thought about moving?"

Jocelyn spit out the toothpaste. "Not really. I still owe on this place."

"I'll buy it," Harrison suggested. "I'll be coming to Yanova City for business now and then, needing a place to crash."

Jocelyn paused, "You're hardly here long enough to justify buying a house. A hotel works fine. There's no need to keep a place empty."

"You live there," Harrison said bluntly. "Consider it the start of our life together. I'll feel more secure knowing you're at home. It also gives me a greater sense of responsibility, reminding me I have a home and someone waiting for me."

Jocelyn was stunned.

Home?

Something she'd longed for, and he was laying it out in front of her, ready for the taking if she agreed.

They were both clever enough to know what the other was thinking.

Too many shadows of that other man lingered in this house. If they were to take things further, it might unsettle anyone.