The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 146

Leaning against the rough bark was uncomfortable, but Jocelyn didn’t resist. She remained composed, "What exactly do you have in mind?"

"If I said I want to marry you, would you come back?" Melvin's voice was choked as if he was swallowing stones, which made it hard for him to speak smoothly.

Jocelyn's mind exploded like a firework. She thought she must have misheard. She stared at Melvin in disbelief.

Melvin's chest was heaving with rapid breaths. His complexion turned an unnatural shade of pale.

Jocelyn had to admit, his words stirred her unsteady heart.

Suddenly, a fine layer of sweat broke out on Melvin's forehead. His lips were paled. He clutched his chest with his knees buckling. He leaned against the tree for support. His breathing was short and labored.

Sensing something was wrong, Jocelyn reached out to steady his shoulder, "What’s wrong?"

Melvin felt a crushing pressure in his chest and an urge to vomit.

"Melvin?"

His face was pallid, and his breaths were erratic.

When Melvin looked up, his eyes were red-rimmed. Trying to fight against the discomfort, he hoarsely asked again, "Marry me, will you?"

After he spoke, he suddenly pushed her away and doubled over to retch.

Jocelyn was startled and concerned. Not bothering to think about the reasons, she rushed to pat his back, "Do you feel ill? Did you catch a cold or eat something bad?"

He hadn't eaten anything that morning, so he vomited nothing.

After a while, he calmed down a bit.

Propping himself up on his knees and bending over, he gasped for air.

"Feeling any better?" Jocelyn was frightened.

Melvin was dizzy. After a moment, he slowly looked up. Seeing her worried face, he felt a bit more settled, "Let's head down the hill."

Jocelyn quickly agreed, "Can you make it down?"

"Help me." Melvin extended his hand.

She took his hand and walked ahead, then paused, "Maybe we should rest a bit more."

"Alright."

With nowhere to sit, they leaned against the tree.

Melvin propped up his legs, tilted his chin up and closed his eyes. His complexion had returned slightly, but he still looked pale.

Jocelyn’s thoughts raced back to his proposal, felt like there was a deer bouncing around in her heart.

For years, he had never said anything like this.

She was touched and surprised, feeling like after a long wait, she finally got what she had longed for.

But his reaction left her puzzled.

After a long while, Melvin opened his eyes and saw confusion in her gaze. He stood up and said, "Let's go."

Jocelyn was lost in her thoughts. She hadn't noticed him awake.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah."

She led the way again and reached her hand to help him.

Melvin took a glance at it and placed his hand in hers, letting her hold it gently.

Climbing a hill is easy, while coming down is hard.

Jocelyn walked carefully, while Melvin held her hand back to make sure she was cautious.

They descended in silence, neither of them bringing up the proposal again.

At the foot of the hill, Willow was waiting in an upset look, especially upon seeing their joined hands.

"Melvin..." Willow called out.