The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 211

Jocelyn had no clue what Harrison and Ursula talked with each other after they left, but she had a hunch that Harrison was seriously into Ursula.

To Jocelyn, the greatest respect a man could show a relationship was to provide a woman with a sense of security, and nothing spelled security more than the promise of marriage.

To want to build a family with a woman was not just a responsibility but an attitude.

She had tried on her bridesmaid dress. It was a blush pink number, understated and demure so as not to upstage the bride or fade into the background.

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The next day, Calvin called asking when Jocelyn would be heading home since it was time to prepare for the Christmas holidays.

That's when it hit her—Christmas was around the corner, and she couldn't possibly stay away from home then, could she?

The truth about the baby was bound to be told to her parents sooner or later. She could explain it to her parents if she brought Euston home, but the neighbors might misunderstand it and spread another version of the story.

Adopting the principle that less is more, Jocelyn decided to keep the baby a secret from her parents for the time being.

With the nanny going home for the holidays, Jocelyn knew handling the baby alone would be a tough task.

Every day she could keep the secret was a small victory. What if Castiel decided to bring Hermia back before the holidays?

"Sorry Dad, I've got to tutor some of my students over the next few days. You and Mom will have to tackle the holiday shopping without me," Jocelyn lied smoothly over the phone.

Calvin asked if there was anything special she wanted, but Jocelyn's mind was elsewhere.

She transferred some money to her father to cover the expenses for Christmas shopping. It had become a tradition over the past few years. If she couldn't be there in person, she'd at least help in other ways. It eased her guilt a little.

The house felt empty when the nanny left, with just Jocelyn and little Euston keeping each other company. If they could just get through the holiday period, things would settle down once the nanny returned.

Jocelyn was playing with Euston on the floor when the doorbell rang.

Visitors were rare at Castiel's especially since they had just moved back, and they hadn't had a chance to meet friends and relatives.

Curious, she walked to the door and called out, "Who is it?"

"Melvin."

Jocelyn froze. That voice was unmistakably his.

He had finally found out where she lived now.

She knew that if he had come all this way, he wouldn't leave without seeing her. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.

Melvin stood on the doorstep. His eyes were sharp with an almost predatory glint.

"What do you want?" Jocelyn asked, avoiding direct eye contact. She felt a mix of sympathy and pity for him, after learning about his past from Yasmine.

Melvin glanced inside, where Euston, with his chubby, adorable face, looked back at them from the play mat.

"Just you?" Melvin's gaze came back to Jocelyn.

She suspected his question was deliberate. If there had been someone else at home, would he have been so bold to show up?

"Yeah," Jocelyn replied, stepping aside. "And my son."

At the mention of "my son," Melvin's chest visibly tightened.

"Heh," Melvin scoffed sarcastically. "What a good husband he is, leaving you alone to deal with the kid."

Jocelyn wasn't riled by his mockery. "He's busy."

"Busy?" Melvin pursed his lips. "Busy entangling with other women?"

Jocelyn paused.

Had Castiel found Hermia?