The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 175

At noon, Melvin picked up Jocelyn for lunch before dropping her back off at school.

“What time do you get off work tonight?” he asked as she was getting out of the car.

Jocelyn pondered for a moment, “Probably around 6:30.”

“Okay.”

“I’m not up for craziness tonight,” she reminded him. “I have to proctor exams tomorrow.”

She had been dozing off in class all day today.

Melvin’s lips curled into a smug smile, “I’m just introducing you to some folks, then you can head home and hit the hay.”

Jocelyn frowned, “Who?”

“You’ll see,” he said, enjoying the suspense.

Knowing she was pressed for time and he was playing coy, Jocelyn let it go.

That night, when she finished her work, Jocelyn walked out of the school gates with Ursula.

Ursula spotted Melvin’s car and chuckled, “He’s been quite the show-off lately.”

Jocelyn grinned, “A bit, yeah.”

“I’m curious, what did you do to make him change his mind so suddenly?” Ursula teased, eyeing the modest ring on Jocelyn’s finger. “It might be small, but it's the thought that counts.”

Jocelyn didn’t care about the size of the ring. Given the rush of that day, it was already more than enough.

“I honestly have no idea.”

“I bet it's the pressure,” Ursula joked. “With a catch like Harrison chasing after you, he must be anxious.”

Whether it was Harrison or something else that spurred Melvin on, Jocelyn couldn’t tell. All she knew was that she was happy now.

There’s no greater joy than being with the one you love.

“Alright, I'm off. See you tomorrow,” Jocelyn said as she noticed Melvin getting out of the car and waved goodbye to Ursula.

“See you,” Ursula replied, waving to Melvin as well before heading to her own car.

Melvin wrapped his arm around Jocelyn's waist, “What were you two gossiping about?”

“Nothing much. Just that you’ve been quite sensible lately.”

“Sensible lately?” Melvin opened the car door for her. “Aren't I always sensible?”

Jocelyn buckled her seat belt, “Sure, keep telling yourself that.”

Melvin shut the car door and settled into the driver’s seat, “So, where exactly have I been lacking in sense?”

“Nowhere at all,” Jocelyn said, not in the mood to banter.

“Evasive,” Melvin said as he started the car.

“Best not to argue,” Jocelyn replied.

Melvin huffed, “Is that all women talk about? Men?”

“What else?”

“What specifics?” Melvin’s curiosity piqued.

“And what do you men talk about when you’re together? Women?”

“We talk about work, investments, but not women.”

Jocelyn rolled her eyes, not buying a word of it.

They pulled up to a private club, and Melvin led her inside with a firm hand on her back.

Jocelyn loved the feeling of being led by him. No need for introductions, yet everyone knew where they stood.

This kind of public display was new to them. Their intimacy had always been private - just between them or in the dark.

As they entered, the lively chatter inside came to a sudden halt. Silence ensued.

Among the crowd, Jocelyn recognized two familiar faces, Zephyr and Yannick.

“Melvin, Jocelyn,” Zephyr raised a glass to them. “We’ve been waiting so long.”

Jocelyn was perplexed.

Melvin pushed the glass away, “No drink for me. I brought you all together to introduce her. This is Jocelyn, my girlfriend.”

“Let’s hear it, guys! Greet the lady!” Zephyr encouraged.

On cue, the group chorused a jovial “Hi, Jocelyn!”