Chapter 122
“Something felt off about what he said today, you know? And Harrison, do they even know each other?
Maybe it’s just me overthinking, but they seemed to be at each other’s throats a bit.”
Jocelyn was terrified her mom would pick up on the little thing going on between her and Melvin.
Thankfully, Melvin had always kept a respectful distance, especially in front of her parents. So hopefully
they hadn’t noticed anything amiss.
‘No, not at all, Jocelyn said with feigned ease. “Maybe he just speaks from experience, that’s all.”
Daisy seemed relieved, “Well, that’s reasonable then.”
Jocelyn let out a sigh of relief when her mother didn’t press the matter further.
Calvin trudged upstairs, feeling a bit weary.
Locking the door behind him, he chuckled, “You know, Mr. Martinez is actually quite decent. Seems
standoffish, but he’s got a warm heart.”
“Calvin, did you ever feel something’s not quite right? Daisy’s sensitivity suddenly spiked.
Jocelyn’s heart, which had just settled, leaped into her throat again. She had no idea what her mother
might have figured out.
“What do you mean?” Calvin asked.
“Why is your boss so nice to you?” Daisy knitted her brows in thought. “Ive been mulling it over… He
kept your job safe, gave you a promotion, raised your sry, and even brought us that expensive fruit
basket, not to mention driving me home. Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”
Jocelyn’s tension was palpable. She barely dared to breathe.
“What’s so strange about that? He’s just a kind-hearted guy.”
“But why so kind-hearted to you only? You’re not one of those corporate big shots. You’re just a
security team leader Why’s he treating you so special? It’s a bit abnormal,” Daisy insisted, still puzzled.
This left Calvin without an exnation.
He checked the time. Let’s not overthink this. If he wants to be nice, it’s not like I have anything he
could possibly want.”
Daisy finally felt a bit more at ease at that. “True, we don’t have any family heirlooms or treasures for
him to covet.”
“Exactly, so let’s hit the hay. Calvin said, ncing at his daughter, who looked downcast, probably
mulling over Harrison. “Get some rest too, sweetie. Hamison said he’d try to transfer to work closer to
us. You gotta admit, the guy’s got a great attitude.”
Jocelyn couldn’t very well tell them she wasn’t fretting over Harrison.
She just smiled faintly, “Yeah, you two should head off to bed now. I’m gonna get some rest too.”
“Are you sure your injury’s okay? Daisy was still concerned. “It’s on your chin. What if it scars?”
“It won’t,” Jocelyn brushed it off. “You guys should sleep. I’m off to my room.
After Jocelyn retreated to her room, Daisy frowned, “Such a grown-up and still a handful.”
The old couple changed for bed, and Calvin suddenly gasped. “I just remembered something.”
“What’s that?”
“Thest time Quinta was here, Jocelyn said she’d drop her at the station. Later, I saw Mr. Martinez’s
car in our neighbourhood. He wouldn’t juste by with no rtives of his here Why was his car
parked under our building?”
Daisy was confused, “What are you getting at?
“Do you think Mr. Martinez could being around for Jocelyn?”
Daisy’s face was a picture of shock, “No way
But once they entertained the possibility, everything seemed to suggest Melvin’s kindness was all for
Jocelyn. That was the only exnation that made sense of his sudden generosity toward Calvin.
They exchanged a look and Calvin shook his head, “No, it can’t be. Forget it. Whatever his reasons, it’s
not our concem.”
Daisy decided not to fret over it anymore
The next day, Jocelyn’s knee was less sore, her hand much better. She came out and found Daisy had
prepared breakfast
her day off.”
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Jocelyn
picking up her bowl of oatmeal. ‘Finals areing up. I can’t afford to miss any more cleaver
You’ve been looking a bit thentely.” Daisy said, concemed.
Jocelyn shook her head. Tm okay.”
“By the way, did Harrison call youst night?”
“No, I was asleep. But he texted. Got home around 11:30.”
Daisy smiled, ‘Being with Harrison is the right choice for you.”
Jocelyn bit into her sandwich, her dreamsst night filled with Melvin-intimate moments and him
pleading with her not to go. When she saw him chy, she cried too.
And she woke up crying
She didn’t know how long she’d keep dreaming of him, how she could start afresh with Harrison while
haunted by these dreams.
How could she be fair to Hamison? Yes, Hamison was a catch and choosing to be with him was the
smart choice. But was she the smart choice for Hamison?
Jocelyn’s feelings were a tangled mess.
She had agreed to be with Hamson in a moment of impulse, but feeling Melvin in her heart seemed so
unfair to Harrison.
After breakfast, Jocelyn took a cab to school. She wore a face mask and no longer needed bandages
on her hand.
Seeing Preston was a surprise, especially after Melvin said he’d arrange a transfer.
Once a new school was found. Preston could move on.
“Why are you still here?” Jocelyn asked him.
Preston shrugged. ‘How am I supposed to know what goes on in my uncle’s head? He was out all day
yesterday, came back looking sour. When I asked about the transfer, he said, Forget it.”
Jocelyn frowned, what was Melvin ying at?
“But I bet he’s not transferring me because he can’t let go of you.” Preston teased her. “Why the mask?
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Jocelyn shook her head, but her thoughts lingered on the idea that Melvin couldn’t let go of her
“Jocelyn, you know my uncle. His words might be harsh, but his heart is soft. If you go along with his
temper, he’llply with anything Preston noticed Jocelyn’s expression. “Do you want…”
Time for ss now Jocelyn interrupted, knowing what he’s going to say next.
Preston pouted, his ns thwarted as the bell rang for ss. “Well, whatever. You know what I’m
thinking. If dumping that guy makes you happy, then good nddance.”
With a shrug, he dashed off to ss, leaving Jocelyn with her thoughts alone
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Was she happy after the breakup? Hardly.
Taking a deep breath, she thought that Preston transferring to another school might just be a blessing
in disguise for her. But now, Melvin canceled the transfer Then it might be a good choice to take a
transfer herself.
How could she ignore the constant reminders of him, the people around her who were connected to her
past? She wasn’t a saint She was a flesh-and-blood woman who could be easily swayed by her
heartstrings.
Jocelyn loathed this weakness in herself. On the outside, she seemed decisive. But inside, she was a
bundle of nerves. Her actions always betrayed her inner turmoil
At lunch, Urs offered to fetch a carry-out for Jocelyn to eat in the office, considering the bruise on
her chin. It was hardly seen with a face mark
But before Urs could leave, someone came knocking on the office door
Urs nced at the doorway and nudged Jocelyn “Look, a knockout”
Jocelyn looked up just in time to lock eyes with Yasmine, who sauntered in with a no-name shopping
bag and set it on Jocelyn’s desk
This stuff will help with the scars. Works like magic, she said, as if they had been friends for years
Jocelyn shook her head “I don’t need it.”
on’t think you can’t be friends with me just because I’m Melvin’s sister, Yasmine chided, tapping her
fingers on the desk. “Right now
Preston’s mom. A student’s mom wanting to get the scoop from his teacher isn’t so unusual, right?”
Commened by Yasmine’s persistence, Jocelyn found herself without an excuse to decline.
Signaling to the to go ahead without her Urs nodded knowingly and left
ters grab a bite outside Yasmine suggested, making it clear she wanted to take Jocelyn out
Jocelyn was waty “I’m busy at noon. I don’t have much time.
“Are you afraid I’m setting you up to run into Melvin? Don’t worry, I wouldn’t lift a finger for that jerk. I
know all about choosing principles over family, Yasmine said with a shake of her head. “You’re better
off without him. Seriously.”
Jocelyn narrowed her eyes, trying to decipher whether Yasmine’s words were sincere or part of some
borate ruse.