The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 130

Harrison accompanied Jocelyn back to her apartment, but he didn’t know how to console her.

It’s hard for an outsider to feel and empathize when it came to matters of love.

"Give it time. There's nothing that time can't heal," Harrison paused, looking at Jocelyn intently, "You're holding on because you still care deeply for him. If you truly can't let go, why not give it another try? Maybe after all this, he'll realize what he needs to do to keep you aside."

Jocelyn shook her head, "No, I can't."

Seeing her resolute stance, Harrison didn't push further. "Anyway, you should handle this in the way that feels right for you. Don't overthink it. Treat him like an old acquaintance if you bump into him, just saying 'hi' and moving on. Don't force anything. Once your heart is at ease, the rest will follow."

"Yeah." Jocelyn smiled at him, "Thanks for being here for me."

"If I can cheer you up, maybe I'll have a chance, right?" Harrison wasn't entirely joking. He hadn't given up.

Now, he and Melvin were on equal footing. Though Melvin shared a past with Jocelyn, he faced a significant hurdle with her—a hurdle that was no issue for Harrison.

He knew what he wanted and what he could offer Jocelyn.

What women sought was security and reliability, and he could provide that in spades.

It was just a matter of time, and he believed she would eventually see the right choice.

Jocelyn paused and nodded with a smile, "We all have our chances."

They exchanged knowing smiles. When it came to love, nothing was certain.

Fate was half destiny and half earned.

...

The next afternoon, Harrison pulled up in a shiny new Mercedes 450 at the front gate of Jocelyn's school.

When Jocelyn got his call and stepped out, she saw him leaning casually against the car, his eyes warm and inviting behind his glasses.

"Got a new ride?" she asked, eyeing the car with an empty licence plate.

"Yeah. Since I start working here now, having a set of wheels makes life easier," Harrison said, opening the passenger door for her, "Please."

Jocelyn couldn't help but laugh at his earnestness, "Stop, you're making me blush."

"Keeping you from your day to help me with furniture shopping deserves a treat," Harrison said as he closed the door and took his place in the driver’s, buckling up, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Let's grab a bite."

"Sure."

Preston watched the car drive away and dialed Melvin immediately, "Uncle, your 'play dumb to catch smart' trick didn't work. You ended up the real dumb pig."

At home, Melvin touched the bruise on his mouth, wincing, "What did you see?"

"They left together in his car. Jocelyn looked happier than I've seen her in a long time," Preston was blunt.

Melvin's eyes narrowed, "Where did they go?"

"How could I know?" Preston retorted, "I'm done being your spy. Jocelyn is cold to me now because of you. As a mature man, you should figure out how to win her back instead of pulling these stunts. I'm hanging up."

Melvin didn't get a word in before Preston hung up.