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.

the nurses, he grabbed his keys, ready to head

wouldn’t be fe for you to drive, the bodyguard reported promptly, stepping forward as he saw Ellison preparing to leave.

fine.” Brushing off his warning, Ellison left

black Maybach cut through the storm like an avenging angel

She clung to her suitcase, the tempest offering no real protection.

better shelter. Rain haguered

about to find another shelter, headlights pierced the darkness and

ignoring the storm’s fury. Rain instantly plastered his suit

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him–lost, hurt like an abandoned kitten in

said simply, taking her suitcase,

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tears spilled down her cheeks I thought you weren’t

her trembling, his presence sparked something warm in her chest, like dawn breaking through the endless

state, he took her icy hand. “Inside. Now”

stared at his sharp profile, finding unexpected comfort in

sending it hurtling toward them. In one fluid motion, he pulled her

her shield, steady and immovable. She felt his sharp flinch and

you hurt?” she asked, voice tight with

Ignoring his injured arm, he guided

the car, soaked to the bone. The

me look at your arm, she insisted, remembering the metallic crash.

curtly

in tense silence, Joycelyn gripping her seatbelt like a lifeline. Forty minutes brought them

her damaged suitcase

Her voice came congested from the cold. “Shouldn’t we discuss terms?” She stood by the

him with uncertainty,

eyes