Melvin's lips quivered slightly as he took a deep breath, bracing himself for the familiar feeling of suffocation that seemed imminent.
"You're not marrying Jocelyn, not because you don't love her, nor because you don't want to be with her. You have your concerns, right?" Yannick had figured it out. "Zephyr said that marrying Jocelyn would solve all your problems, but that's when your symptoms started showing up. So, the reason you don't want to get married lies right here."
The numbness crept over Melvin's body again as his lips trembled more and more visibly. His gaze was growing dimmer.
Worried he might have stirred Melvin up again, Yannick tried to soothe him, "If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask. But I know you really love Jocelyn. If you can't give her marriage, at least you should tell her how much you love her. Besides marriage, you can give her everything else. She's emotional, but rational too. She'll understand."
"What she wants most is marriage," Melvin said, his voice shaking.
Yannick sighed softly, "For many women, marriage is their most cherished dream. It's like a secret code binding you to the one you love for life. She wants to marry you because you're the one she wants to spend her life with."
Melvin felt a sharp pang in his heart. He had always known Jocelyn’s love for him.
From the moment she brought him home and from the way she looked at him, he knew this girl had feelings for him.
He had seen her before, back when he was a successful businessman invited to give talks at her school. She was beautiful and dazzling. Her features delicate and charming, yet she exuded an aura of refreshing purity.
He thought, such a beautiful girl must have plenty of admirers.
It was just a fleeting encounter. He hadn't thought much of it, let alone that one day, their lives would intertwine.
The rain was getting heavier.
Zephyr ignored the impatient honking from the cars behind him. Thankfully, the traffic was light at the moment. He quietly followed the them and suggested again, "It's pouring, get in the car."
Melvin stopped and said to Yannick, "You guys go ahead. I want to walk alone."
"The rain is getting worse."
"It's okay."
Yannick didn't follow this time.
"Why did you let him walk away? It's pouring, and he's hurting, both body and soul," Zephyr complained.
Yannick glanced at Zephyr, who immediately fell silent.
In the car, Zephyr drove obediently but couldn't help himself asking, "What did you guys talk about?" He wasn't far, but not close enough to catch their conversation.
"Do you know what the most tormenting thing in the world is?"
Zephyr frowned, "Being broke?"
Yannick gave him a lazy look, "Two people in love, but unable to be together."
That statement silenced Zephyr, turning him solemn.
...
Jocelyn was helping tidy up at Harrison's place, getting things in order. Harrison had cooked dinner and they shared their first meal in his new home.
"Melvin definitely won't be able to sleep tonight," Harrison said with a chuckle.
Thinking of the look in Melvin's eyes when he saw them together, Jocelyn just sighed, "His feelings for me are just an unhealthy obsession."
"When a man likes a woman, he naturally wants to possess her," Harrison felt there was nothing wrong with that. "If he doesn't even feel possessive, it's doubtful how much he really likes her."
Jocelyn glanced outside the window, "It's raining."
"Quite fitting."
Understanding the subtext of Harrison's words, Jocelyn smirked, "He'll be fine."
"If I were him, I'd definitely find a place to drink," Harrison said, understanding the male psyche. "His beloved woman going home with another man—if he can sleep tonight, that would be a real surprise."
"So what?" Jocelyn shrugged nonchalantly, feigning indifference, "He deserves it."
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