Ellison And Joycelyn A Love Beyond The Rules

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After Joycelyn confessed her feelings, tears started to fall uncontrollably.

At first, Ellison was worried she was still in shock, his heart aching for her. But when he saw her little lips quiver and heard her cry, his heart relaxed a bit.

"Why are you crying if you like me?" he said, squatting beside the bathtub and gently pinching Joycelyn's face, a soft smile playing on his lips.

Seeing his warm and handsome smile only made Joycelyn cry harder. I don't know... I just want to cry."

It was her first confession, and especially to a man like Ellison, she felt a bit guilty, shy, and awkward. So, she covered her face with her hands, trying to hide..

"I want some time alone. Can you leave for a while?" Joycelyn mumbled, feeling some regret after confessing. She wasn't sure how to face Ellison now.

She had agreed to go along with the idea of marriage to please her family, but now, confessing like this seemed to break that promise.

Ellison's voice was calm, and his tone gentle when he replied, "I fine. I'll help you wash, and it'll be quick." There was no hint of teasing in his voice-only genuine care.

Joycelyn sniffed, her voice soft but a little playful as she refused, No, I can wash by myself. I'm fine. You can go outside."

"Alright, I'll wait outside for you. Call me if you need anything." lison looked at Joycelyn, noticing her

awkward posture, and his smile faded a bit, replaced by a gentle helplessness.

Joycelyn nodded, not taking her hands off her face, and Ellison left the bathroom, closing the door behind

him. He decided to wait until she finished before having a proper conversation.

After a while, Joycelyn took her hands away, revealing a tear-streaked face. She glanced towards the door.

"Why does everything have to be so awkward?" she muttered to Herself, biting her lower lip.

She stood up from the bathtub, undressed, and stepped under the shower.

Some areas of her body were bruised, but she took her time washing, letting the water soothe her.

Outside, Ellison knocked on the door after about ten minutes, ensuring everything was alright. Only then did he sit down on the makeup chair in the room, waiting.

About half an hour later, Joycelyn opened the door and saw Ellison sitting there. He was still in his suit, and she realized he had been waiting outside all this time.

"Why didn't you take a shower?" Joycelyn asked, now dressed in her sleepwear, looking no different than usual

"I was worried you might need help. I couldn't relax until I was sure you were alright, Ellison said,

standing up and handing her his phone. Tve already taken care of those two scumbags. They won't be causing you any more trouble. Also, I looked into Octavia. Here, listen to the recording

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Joycelyn's clear eyes scanned the screen of the phone.

William's report was there, confirming that Cedric and Tristan were incapacitated and currently under police investigation.

Reading it. Joycelyn swallowed hard. In such a short time, Ellis had cleaned everything up without a trace.

His methods were ruthless and meticulous.

She stared at the photo on the phone, her face suddenly cold and distant.

"They got what they deserved, she said quietly, not even feeling hint of mercy for them, no matter how brutal their end

"You should listen to Octavia's interrogation, Ellison suggested, playing the recording.

The interrogation had taken place in a car, clearly unexpected, with bodyguards in both the driver and passenger seats, creating a very tense atmosphere.

Octavia was pale with fear, answering every question, but she was careful not to say much. She only claimed that Joycelyn was the one who had sent her to the hospital for medical bills.

When asked how Cedric had her house keys, she explained that her cousin lived nearby and that they had keys for

convenience.

Her answers were calm and cooperative, without a hint of guilt, making her seem less like a conspirator. At the end of the interrogation, she nervously asked, "Are you... loan sharks coming to collect?"

The entire thing lasted only three minutes, and Joycelyn listened intently.

Do you

think she's telling the truth?" Ellison asked, his calm eyes studying her delicate face.

"Did Cedric and Tristan say whose idea this was?" Joycelyn asked, not daring to look into Ellison's eyes. Instead, she took off the towel wrapped around her wet hair and started drying it.

"No, they only said it was to get revenge on you." Ellison hesitated but didn't mention the word "coveting." He couldn't bring himself to imagine how someone like her, a beautiful girl who didn't even care about her biological mother, could have endured life in such a family for so many years.

"I clearly heard them say it was for the money, Joycelyn stopped drying her hair, frowning as she thought about it more seriously.

Ellison stood perfectly still, his eyes deep and focused on her, his voice low and soothing as he called her name. "Joycelyn."

"Hmm?" Joycelyn looked up, their eyes meeting. For a brief moment, it felt like electricity passed between them, and she quickly averted her gaze, her heart racing.

Just a glance from him had completely thrown her off balance.

I'm fine now. They didn't really hurt me, just a few hits. You can go shower and get some rest," she said, lowering her head and continuing to dry her long hair.

"Mm, I'll investigate everything thoroughly. I've arranged for your mother's doctor to take care of her, don't worry," Ellison reassured her, already having contacted the doctor about her mother's recovery. 55 FI, FOD 14

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"Okay. I won't be in contact with her again" Joycelyn replied with a firm tone, making a quiet promise to herself.

This whole experience had truly frightened her. She knew now that getting involved with such people and situations woule! only lead to disaster.

Ellison didn't say anything more. He knew that asking any more questions or offering more words would only worsen her

emotional state.

"I haven't had dinner. Should I have someone bring food, or would you like me to cook pasta for us? It'll be ready when you're done with your shower."

Joycelyn gently dried her hair, now looking calm and composed again. "I'll cook pasta," she said, holding the towel in her hand. Her usual strength had returned to her eyes,

Ellison watched her for a few seconds, nodding with a smile. "Alright, simple food is fine. After dinner, stay with me, okay?

Joycelyn bit her lip, feeling a little shy as she nodded. "Okay."

Before Ellison could say anything else, Joycelyn quickly placed je towel on the chair and dashed out of the room. Til go make pasta."

With that, she hurried out, leaving Ellison smiling wryly at her flustered back.

It seemed that for the first time in his life, the girl who had confessed to him had become so shy.

And now, he didn't know exactly how to cheer her up.