Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Leah wasn’t so stupid as to give others something to use against er.

When she saw Ruby’s hesitant expression, she knew that Ruby was tempted,

However, the girl from the Jones family seemed to be unable to frcept it.

She had them take a seat and explained Ruby’s situation in detal

“Ms. Wilson, let me make it clear first that the face transplant surgery is risky. The results might not satisfy you. We canı formulate a repair plan first. Most of the hyperplasia scars on your face can be removed by laser, leaving only some light marks that can be covered with daily makeup, Leah explained.

As long as some effort and time were spent, Ruby’s face could be recovered by at least 98%.

However, Leah had ulterior motives and did not want to waste time on Ruby.

Everyone knew that Ruby was infatuated with Ellison, so much so that she chose to specialize in an area that he did not so that she could be tied to him.

Ruby sat on the chair with cold and arrogant eyes.

She had not dared to face her scar–filled face. The thought of being scarred for the rest of her life made her hate Joycelyn to the core.

The perpetrator had been Joycelyn’s enemy, yet she was the one who was disfigured.

“No, I want my face to recover fully. I will find the suitable candidate for the face transplant,” Ruby said in a firm and domineering tone.

Seeing this, Leah did not say anything else and began to do a detailed checkup on Ruby.

At night, Joycelyn took a shower in the guest room before lying down on the bed in the master bedroom.

She had always refrained from doing so.

The only time she was fearless was when she was on her period.

When she saw Ellison come out of the bathroom while still drying his hair, she playfully pat the bed.

She laughed coquettishly, “Mr. Grant, it’s already nine o’clock.”

She also winked at him.

Ellison was wearing black pajama pants without a shirt. He was drying his hair with a towel.

“Don’t take your phone to bed,” He frowned.

“I didn’t. I’m writing the wedding plan. I’ll wash my hands after I’m done,” Joycelyn said as she raised her notebook and His obsession with cleanliness was simply too much.

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what did he mean to achieve by walking arout in just

could not help but

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out of the

The shadew on his well–defined features made his handsome face look even better.

were slightly taut as

of water were still on his Adonis belt, trickling

that matched his top–notch male

had been writing about her

scene and could not think of anything else.

cake” on the notebook but scribbled “chocolate

those ridiculous words, she quickly crossed them out and

the bathroom to get the hairdryer and blew dry his hair at the head of

in front of Joycelyn..

of them spoke as they busied themselves.

the head of the bed with a pen in hand. She was half–hearted and wrote illogical words

she get tired of looking

so many words with her pen that the paper was about

quietly tilted her head and looked at his well–defined abs.

anyway. It was not a big

to the first time I saw you outside my room,” Ellison

looked over lazily and caught Joycelyn’s

Joycelyn was still

like a wolf about to pounce on me,

up the

were going nowhere. She placed the pen in the notebook and then

she pulled our a disinfectant tissue to wipe her hands while muttering,

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for a long time, obviously unwilling to

and lay down. He

wanted to do things to him,

long seen through

devilishly handsome face. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.

on their period frequently experienced mood swings. Joycelyn showed this symptom vividly.

lights and go

sneered, “You’re all

off all

huh?”

entire time, his gaze was fixed on the

woman now. What about you? You were injured the last time. Can

had yet to say the words “a boner” when Ellison pounced on

his stalwart figure pressed down

felt a huge force restraining

nibbled her car while saying in his deep and hoarse voice “Can I

cried out in pain and couldn’t help

period. Stop bullying me.” Joycelyn did not dare to answer with the

now.

other ways to

No,” Joycelyn said and shook her