Melvin's eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint, yet there was a hint of feigned innocence in his gaze as if he were earnestly seeking advice.
Jocelyn couldn’t just ignore him, not with her parents’ feelings to consider.
“Of course,” she replied.
“Hmm, that’s good. A romance where both hearts are solely for each other can truly last. If one is harboring feelings for someone else while dating and professing true love, that’s shameful.” Melvin spoke with the air of someone who’d been around the block, “I once dated a girl who wanted to step into marriage. But I felt the timing wasn’t right, so she got mad and broke up with me. She rushed into a relationship with some random guy, probably thinking he'd marry her on the spot, and even took him home to meet the parents. But I could tell, she never really got over me.”
Each word from Melvin nearly choked Jocelyn. She could read between the lines—he was taking jabs, exploiting the situation to embarrass her.
He just wouldn’t miss any opportunity to make her squirm.
“Oh no,” Daisy chimed in, shaking her head, “That’s not right. Entering a serious relationship without letting go of an ex? That’s a no-go. It’s unfair to the current partner if you’ve still got that barrier in your heart.”
Jocelyn’s expression turned sour.
Melvin's smirk grew wider. His gaze shifted between the increasingly uncomfortable Jocelyn and Harrison, who no longer seemed indifferent, “Exactly. Dating with someone else in your heart is downright unethical.”
Jocelyn wanted to throttle Melvin. His mouth was so infuriatingly sharp!
“Nah, that’s not okay. Luckily, our Jocelyn isn’t like that. Harrison is the first boyfriend she’s brought home. I’m truly at ease with them. It’s fate that brought them together, and if they tie the knot, it’s meant to be,” Daisy was blissfully unaware of the undercurrents swirling between the three young people and cheerfully said to Melvin, “Mr. Martinez, when they get married, you must come and raise a glass.”
Melvin’s smile stiffened for a moment, as if struck by a sudden pang in his heart.
He raised an eyebrow, eyeing Jocelyn with a look that wanted to be venomous but feared being too revealing. Instead, he simply touched the imprint of teeth on the back of his hand and gazed at the discomfited Jocelyn, “Certainly.”
The meal was a torturous affair for Jocelyn. She had no appetite.
Daisy and Calvin were enthusiastically entertaining Melvin and Harrison. In their eyes, Harrison was their future son-in-law. And since Melvin had visited twice already, the atmosphere was relaxed.
To Jocelyn, it seemed like Melvin and Harrison were both being sized up as potential in-laws.
She mentally slapped herself for the thought. Both of them, seriously? She must be losing it.
Finally, the dinner was over. Harrison insisted on doing the dishes. The look of approval and joy in Daisy and Calvin’s eyes was unmistakable.
After tidying everything up, Harrison glanced at the clock, “Calvin, Daisy, I should get going.”
“That’s fine, we won't keep you,” Calvin stood up, offering to see him out.
“No need,” Harrison turned to Jocelyn, “Calvin, Daisy, Jocelyn is a bit incapacitated right now. Please take extra care of her.”
“Don’t worry. We’ll take good care of her,” Daisy assured him, whose satisfaction with Harrison was evident.
Harrison crouched in front of Jocelyn, gripping her hand tenderly, “Try to avoid getting your cast wet, and keep warm, especially during your period.”
“Okay,” Jocelyn was still a bit uneasy, probably due to Melvin’s penetrating stares.
Harrison stood and leaned in, clearly intending to kiss her.
Jocelyn tensed.
His hands framed her, and he slowly drew closer with his eyes fixing on her lips.
Their breath mingled, Jocelyn swallowed nervously. Her mind was in chaos, aware of Melvin’s watchful gaze. She closed her eyes, bracing for the moment.
Just as his breath neared her lips, a sudden ringtone shattered the moment.
Such interruptions always seem to come at the most critical times, a mere inch from completion, yet it stopped them both.
Harrison pulled out his phone answering the unfamiliar number and caught Jocelyn’s subtle sigh of relief.
A hint of disappointment flickered within him.
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