The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 75

Jocelyn was slurping down her porridge all by herself, totally spaced out about the dude who was also shacking up at her place.

After she polished off her porridge, she curled up on the couch to binge-watch some TV. But she actually didn’t care what’s on TV. Her mind was like, totally blank.

When she heard the door creak open, she just instinctively glanced back.

Melvin strutted out in his undies, gave her a look, and moseyed over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water before plopping down next to her. He casually slung his legs over the coffee table, all laid-back and nonchalant.

With one hand, he nursed his water, while the other just naturally landed on Jocelyn's shoulder.

Jocelyn dodged his arm like she was dodging a bullet.

Melvin paused, cocking his head to look at her.

Jocelyn kept her eyes glued to the TV, not even tossing him a glance.

Neither of them was actually watching whatever was playing on the screen; they were just silently locked in some kind of unspoken standoff, not saying a peep to each other.

After downing his water, Melvin was gearing up to leave.

That's when Jocelyn piped up.

"You're the one who rallied the parents to vouch for me, right?"

Melvin settled back down, snatching a throw from the couch to cover his thighs.

He shot her a look, "No need to thank me."

Jocelyn finally faced him head-on. She saw that smug look plastered across his face.

"Should I be thanking you?" Jocelyn said coldly. "Haven't you figured out yet that you're part of the problem? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this mess, nor would I have needed your help."

Now Melvin was catching on that Jocelyn's vibe was out of his expectation.

She was blaming him!

"Don't you get it? This all went south because you didn't listen to me about having that interview with that guy and going out for dinner together. If you hadn't gotten so chummy with him, things would've blown up like this?" Melvin gave her a frosty look. "Or are you saying if I hadn't pushed you to sort things out with him that day, you would've just gone with the flow and hooked up with him?"

He was a pro at turning the tables, playing the blame game like a true artist.

Jocelyn wasn't in the mood to argue. "Did it ever cross your mind that maybe you were just too soft on your old flame? No, you gave her too much room to imagine things. After all, I was never your legal partner. Yeah, if you hadn't threatened me with someone else's reputation, I wouldn't have bothered explaining anything. If I had started dating someone else, that would've been totally normal. And you, you have no right to judge me."

Her gaze was unwavering, "After all, you were never 'mine'."

Melvin's eyes twitched, "Don't you dare say it again!"

"You're not 'mine'," Jocelyn stated calmly. "Let's put an end here. It's over between us."

She could see Melvin's chest heaving, his face darkening, and she could feel his anger brewing.

But what could anger do, really? They weren't kids anymore, who'd throw a tantrum and then go back to playing together.

They were no longer at the age of quick tempers and fleeting moods.

Jocelyn had thought it over. They were just not a good match.

Even if she loved him to bits, even if she had successfully pressured him into marriage, with their personalities, a divorce would've been on the horizon.

Not all people can just stick around for a lifetime on the so-called power of love.

She was done with loving him. It had been over three years. Such a long time.

She had hoped things would get better. But in reality, they only got worse.

Even the simple relationship they had before was falling apart.

Melvin glared at her with furrowed brows, "I don't like it when you use this kind of talk to threaten me."

"It's not a threat. I am serious," Jocelyn maintained her composure from start to finish. "I could never enter your world and stand by you. And I don't want to spend my life battling it out with other women who are into you, or wrestling with jealousy. If you don't love me, I won't cling to you. And that should be a good thing for you. From now on, you won't have to deal with anyone pressuring you into marriage. I want to have a real romance, find someone to settle down with, and live the ordinary life that any woman deserves." If she had said such things in the past, it was out of spite to threaten him. But this time, she meant it after thorough contemplation.

"Finished?" Melvin's voice had changed, eerily low and grim.