The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 251

Everyone was surprised by Euston's aversion to Hermia's touch.

There would be some kind of maternal connection, some instinctive bond between them.

But not for Euston, who didn’t show any attachment to Hermia.

There he was, in Jocelyn's arms, bawling his eyes out and calling her "Mom". It was like a knife to Hermia's heart.

All the consoling words in the world seemed pale and feeble to Hermia.

Finally, they arrived at Castiel's mansion. When Jocelyn climbed out of the car, Euston clung to her tightly as if he knew he was about to be handed over.

Jocelyn had a soft spot for Euston, having been the first to hold him.

"Castiel, take him," Jocelyn said, her voice laden with reluctance and concern for Euston's puffy, tear-swollen eyes. "I'll go pack my things."

Castiel reached out to take Euston, but the little boy just wouldn't budge.

If he forced it, Euston would only start wailing again.

Suddenly, Hermia snatched Euston away and stormed upstairs without a care for his crying, barking over her shoulder towards Jocelyn, "Hurry up with your packing and leave!"

Euston's cries echoed through the mansion, leaving the three downstairs stunned by Hermia's reactions. Jocelyn was utterly flabbergasted.

"Sorry, Jocelyn. I’ll go check on them!" Castiel blurted, panic stricken.

As Castiel darted upstairs, Jocelyn's heart ached for Euston, but she felt helpless.

After all, Castiel and Hermia were the kid's real parents. What was she in comparison?

"We should go," Melvin said stone-faced, eager to leave.

Jocelyn sighed and nodded, heading upstairs to gather her belongings, which all fit into a small suitcase.

As she emerged, the sound of Euston's heart-wrenching cries tightened her chest.

"Should we check on him?" Jocelyn couldn't help but feel concerned.

With suitcase in one hand and the other holding hers, Melvin was resolute, "No."

His indifference surprised her. "Aren't you worried?"

"They're his birth parents; we have no place worrying," Melvin said, leading her downstairs. "Sticking around only makes it harder for the kid to let go. And Hermia will resent you even more."

The word "resent" hit Jocelyn hard.

She looked at Melvin incredulously. "Why would she? You're overthinking it, aren't you?"

Just because she had been taking care of Euston, even as a friend, Hermia shouldn't resent her.

"Why wouldn't she?" Melvin said as they descended the stairs. "To her, you've stolen her place."

Jocelyn narrowed her eyes, "Stolen what? A child calling out 'mom' to whoever cares for him is natural. And why would I want to steal her child?"

"I know you wouldn’t, and so does Castiel. But she might not see it that way," Melvin said as they walked outside. "It’s clear Hermia isn't fond of us. We shouldn't worry anymore. The child is theirs; they won't harm him."