Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 5

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Ellison stood by his grandmother’s hospital bed, concern crucki, his stoic mask as he watched her breathe through the Oxygen mask.

His phone’s vibration broke the sterile silence. A message lit up his screen–his eyes sharpened with recognition as he read it. He then sent a one–word response. [Yes]

The speed of his reply caught Joycelyn off guard. Wiping tears away, she typed with trembling fingers: [Could you pick me up? We need to talk.]

His terse agreement felt like salvation. Maybe a marriage of convenience wasn’t the worst option.

She had barely sent her location when her phone died, taken by either rain or drained battery.

‘If he comes, I’ll marry him,‘ she decided. If not, be it.

As Ellison moved to leave, his grandmother’s fragile grasp caugh him.

“You stubborn boy,” Isolde Grant whispered.

“I didn’t mean to worry you, Grandma. I’ve found someone–were getting married tomorrow. No more stress, okay?” His voice held rare tenderness.

Hope flickered in Isolde’s tired eyes. “Really?” She struggled to sit up.

Gently easing her back down, he tucked her blankets close. “Really, I’m going to get her now. You’ll meet her in the morning.

Rest now

“Promise you’re not lying to me

“Never.

The world knew Ellison as ruthless and driven, but for his grandmother, his patience was infinite.

nurses, he grabbed his keys, ready

wouldn’t be fe for you to drive, the bodyguard reported

warning, Ellison left

Maybach cut through the storm like an

beneath the bus shelter, She clung to her suitcase, the tempest offering no real

her rooted despite the need for better shelter. Rain haguered the roof like buckshot

her bones and she was about to find another shelter, headlights pierced the darkness and a black car approached through the pouring rain..

Maybach pulled up smoothly, Ellison stepped out, ignoring the storm’s fury. Rain instantly plastered his suit to his

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the girl before him–lost, hurt like an

he said simply, taking her

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I thought you weren’t coming,” she

dawn breaking through the endless night.

he took her

finding unexpected comfort

chose that moment to tear the bus stop sign loose, sending it

and immovable. She felt his sharp flinch and heard his muffled

hurt?” she asked, voice tight with

Ignoring his injured arm, he guided

put the suitcase away, he climbed into the car, soaked to the bone. The sealed doors created

must be injured. Let me look at your arm, she insisted, remembering

curtly

drive passed in tense silence, Joycelyn gripping her seatbelt like a lifeline. Forty minutes

are.” He lifted her damaged

from the cold. “Shouldn’t we discuss

him with

eyes