The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 204

"I didn't see him at all," Jocelyn exhaled deeply, "His doctor opened the door, said they were gearing up to head to Angel City for treatment. Might be a year or two."

Quinta felt increasingly uneasy as she listened, "Stay with that doctor for a year or two?"

"For treatment."

Quinta was at a loss for words.

Jocelyn held Quinta's hand, " I'm fine. Now, I don't have any emotional baggage. Once I'm rested, I'll head back. Live well, make friends, and start new dating."

"Right." Quinta squeezed her hand, "As for men, if they're gone, they're gone. The next one will be better."

Jocelyn laughed.

"I envy you. You pick things up and put them down so easily, never caring about what society thinks. You live a clear and free life." Jocelyn opened her eyes and looked at Quinta, "Life throws a lot of hurdles in our way, but we still manage to live well, right?"

"Of course. First and foremost, we've gotta keep ourselves happy, then our loved ones will be happy too. As for other people’s opinions, they don't matter."

Quinta stroked her face, "Leave the legal stuff to me, let Damian play his games—I'll play along. If he doesn't let me go peacefully, I won't make it easy for him either. The things he's done—if they come out, he won't just lose his job, he might even end up behind bars. So, what do I have to fear about? If he's ruthless, why should I be considerate? If he wants to avoid a scandal, he should know what to do." Quinta lay down too.

"Yeah." Jocelyn hugged Quinta, snuggling close, "Quinta, I want to sleep."

"Sleep then." Quinta patted her shoulder, "It's alright, everything will get better."

Jocelyn knew things would get better.

All the unresolved feelings and frustrations would seem insignificant in the days to come.

She would only laugh at herself for wasting time on these self-consuming matters when she could've spent it on something better.

Jocelyn was at ease now. She slept soundly and dreamlessly.

Jocelyn had lunch at her uncle's and then headed to the station to buy a ticket back to the city.

Life went on as usual, and Jocelyn knew Melvin had gone abroad.

The new CEO of his jewelry company was Zephyr now.

Zephyr came to see Jocelyn at school once, dressed in a flamboyant floral shirt, as eye-catching as a peacock.

"Sis-in-law," Zephyr greeted.

Jocelyn frowned in correction, "Zephyr, watch what you're saying. If you keep that up, what will people think of me?"

"Melvin really went for treatment." Zephyr didn't care about the correction, "He told me to check on you before he left."

Jocelyn found it more absurd by the second, "Check on me for what? To see if I'm upset? Or to gauge my reaction?"

"Don't say like that," Zephyr tried to explain, "His condition got really bad."

"Was is my fault?" Jocelyn asked in return.

Zephyr frowned, "Yes and no."

"Because I wanted to marry him, I pressured him into a breakdown? The problem existed before me. Even if it wasn't me, there would have been someone else who made him what he is now." Jocelyn looked at Zephyr, "I tried hard, but clearly fate wasn't on our side, nor did it favor a union between us."

Jocelyn continued, "Please tell him to focus on his treatment. If he ever meets someone like me again, not to let her down. I once said I’d be married before thirty. It's a shame that the man I marry won't be him."

Zephyr didn't expect her to be so detached, "You can just let go of him?"

"I'm not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, what can't I let go of? He can't expect me to wait around for him forever." Jocelyn shook her head, "I've waited long enough."

Jocelyn didn't want to continue the conversation. Waving a goodbye to Zephyr, she headed straight home.

Jocelyn received a text message that evening.

It was from an unknown number, but the content made it clear who sent it.

[There are two years left until you're thirty. The man you marry will definitely be me.]

Jocelyn licked her lips lightly, unsure where Melvin's confidence came from, or what right he had to say such things.

She didn't respond, setting her phone aside to prepare for her lessons.

Zephyr came looking for Jocelyn again in a few days.

"Jocelyn, it's my birthday today."

Jocelyn found him odd. What did his birthday have to do with her?

"Oh," Jocelyn said, "Happy birthday."

"Let's have dinner together." Zephyr suggested, "It's Friday, you should be free tonight."

"Sorry, I have plans." Jocelyn declined.

Zephyr frowned, "With who?"

"I don't think that's any of your business." Jocelyn gave Zephyr a sidelong glance, sincerely thinking he needed a head check too.

"Melvin specifically told me, you should be included if there are any events." Zephyr said, "You may give up on him, but he hasn't given up on you."

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Jocelyn had nothing to say.

Luckily, Ursula came out in time and called to Jocelyn, "Jocelyn, they've already reserved a spot, dinner starts at 6."

Jocelyn turned around and gave Ursula a grateful look, "Then we should head over now."