The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 219

Jocelyn found Yasmine, who was cradling Euston in her arms. The little one had succumbed to sleep.

"What's going on?" Jocelyn whispered.

"Acute gastroenteritis," Yasmine replied, her voice tinged with worry. "They've taken blood samples for testing. Looks like some bacterial and viral infection. We're still waiting on the results."

The words 'acute gastroenteritis' made Jocelyn's heart sink. "How could he have gotten that?"

"Don't stress too much, Jocelyn. The doctors here are top-notch. Euston's gonna be just fine," Yasmine reassured her.

Jocelyn wanted so badly to believe that. It tore her apart seeing Euston so young and already facing such pain.

Watching Jocelyn's eyes glisten with unshed tears, Melvin remembered the time when Yasmine was giving birth to Preston. She was in agony and had to go with a C-section.

Melvin had shed tears for Yasmine himself when she was undergoing pains.

As Preston grew, he had his share of childhood illnesses. The first-time mom Yasmine was often at a loss. If it hadn't been for Zachary's support, Melvin wasn't sure how she would have coped alone.

Now, seeing Jocelyn so distraught, a heaviness settled in his chest.

Without him and Yasmine to support her, what would she do?

That guy was just so irresponsible.

How could the woman he once loved to his core be treated this way?

There was a moment when Melvin wished that Castiel would just disappear into the SouthMyst region for good.

If a man can't be a decent husband or father, what's the point of him sticking around?

After a long wait, Jocelyn went to get the test results.

"Sit, Jocelyn, I'll get it," Melvin offered.

Jocelyn handed him Euston's health insurance card and Melvin headed to the results kiosk.

Once he had the report, he sought out the doctor. After reviewing it, the doctor said it was acute gastroenteritis brought on by a chill—a common ailment easily treated with the right medication.

With the temperature dropping, even a sunny stroll outside with a child could lead to catching a cold.

Melvin collected the medicine and handed it to Jocelyn before offering Yasmine a hand. "Let me hold him."

Yasmine glanced at Jocelyn, uncertain if she wanted Melvin to touch the child.

Jocelyn said nothing, and Melvin took it as consent.

He shot Yasmine a look—trust was apparently still an issue even with his own sister.

Did she think he'd run off with the child?

Holding Euston, Melvin led the way to the car, with Yasmine and Jocelyn trailing behind.

"Can't believe Melvin's actually holding a child," Yasmine muttered sarcastically.

Jocelyn watched as Melvin handled Euston, his movements careful but not entirely awkward.

"He's got a good hold," Jocelyn noted.

"Yeah, he had plenty of practice when Preston was little," Yasmine chuckled. "He claims he doesn't like kids, but he'll play along just fine if you give him one."

Jocelyn smiled slightly.

As they reached the car, Melvin turned to them.

Jocelyn understood the cue and hurried to open the door.

"Here, I’ll hold him."

"You get in first."

Once Jocelyn was seated, Melvin leaned into the car and transferred Euston into her arms carefully.

They were close, their breaths mingling unexpectedly.

If it weren't for the child between them, Melvin wasn't sure what he might do.

Jocelyn settled Euston down and cleared her throat, signaling Melvin should back away now.

He gave her a lingering look before stepping out, taking a deep breath.

Yasmine, understanding his inner turmoil, rolled her eyes and took the passenger seat.

"Hold on a sec," Yasmine said suddenly. "I have a dress on hold at that boutique over there, they called me a few days ago to pick it up. Just stop there and wait for me, it'll only take a few minutes."

Melvin dutifully drove down the road Yasmine had indicated.

Jocelyn was nervous, knowing the route was close to the place where Ursula was having her wedding.

She hoped the guests would have dispersed by now, fearing an awkward encounter.