Melvin wasn’t raised by a family of scholars and manners. His hostility and temper were never hidden.
But he hadn’t thrown down like this in years.
Ignoring the guy wailing on the ground, he stood up and walked over to Jocelyn. His gaze wasn't any softer as he sized her up, "Didn't you try to dodge?"
"I did," Jocelyn's voice was shaky, "But couldn't get away."
"Then why dare you come?" Melvin squinted at her.
Jocelyn was freaking out inside. How could Melvin not see right through her little schemes?
She had done it on purpose.
"Aren't you always putting your trust in Willow?" Jocelyn mustered her courage, "Her intentions to harm me have never changed."
Melvin's brows knitted together, clearly not pleased.
Jocelyn couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. She had been genuinely scared by him just now.
That cruelty and savagery even seemed a bit bloody to her.
"So, you're trying to prove your point in this way?"
"What else could I do? You chose to believe her, not me." Jocelyn hated to resort to this, but she saw no other way.
As long as Melvin treated Willow specially, there was no chance things would ever go back to how they used to be between him and Jocelyn.
Melvin stared at her for a long time without speaking, his dark expression and icy stare upset Jocelyn further.
The more he acted like this, the more it showed that Willow was still special to him in his heart.
Even knowing that Willow's intentions weren't as straightforward as they seemed, he wouldn't really do anything to her because of their previous relationship.
He did have put some restrictions on Willow's job. But he could bring her back to the limelight whenever he wanted.
It might seem like he cared about Jocelyn, but the one he actually cared about was Willow.
Suddenly, Melvin grabbed Jocelyn's wrist and started dragging her out. She was afraid that if she struggled, her wrist would be broken.
As they stumbled to the door, Willow came walking in from outside.
"Melvin?" Willow was surprised to see him, "What are you doing here?"
Then she heard the pained groans from inside the room. She gave Melvin and Jocelyn a quick glance and hurried in.
Shocked at the scene, Willow turned and asked, "Melvin, did you do this to him?"
Jocelyn just watched quietly, curious to see what Melvin would say.
Melvin looked back indifferently, "Got any problem with that?"
Willow rushed over, panicked, "Do you have any idea who he is? His dad's working in the tax bureau."
"So what?"
"If you hurt him like this, what if..." Willow left her sentence hanging, but everyone got the gist.
Dealing with certain government departments is a company's worst nightmare. If you piss them off, they could be snooping around your business all the time.
Melvin's eyes narrowed dangerously, "So that's his excuse to lay hands on my woman?"
Jocelyn had been watching the drama unfold with a bit of schadenfreude, but her heart skipped a beat at that remark.
Suddenly, she knew what it felt like to miss a heartbeat. She was even a bit touched.
He was incredibly cool in her eyes at that moment.
Willow's face turned sour.
"Besides, you're not in her league. So just quit hanging around her. Last warning: if you want to stay in the limelight, watch your behaviour." Melvin didn't care a bit about Willow's feelings and walked away, pulling Jocelyn along.
Jocelyn was now following his lead, biting her lip, unable to hide her glee.
By chance, Melvin turned and caught that glimmer of her smile.
"You think it’s funny?" Melvin was in a bad mood.
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