Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

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Joycelyn couldn’t be bothered to engage with Bellina, who was clearly acting out of spite. As soon as Bellina saw that Joycelyn wasn’t going to respond, she took it as a victory, her heart swelling with smugness.

But just as she was feeling triumphant, she caught Ellison’s cold, piercing stare from across the room. His eyes were like daggers, unwavering and sharp.

She hutted to herself, poured a glass of hot milk, and rushed upstairs.

Joycelyn, however, was more convinced than ever–Bellina had clearly manipulated Jerome into this mess.

“It’s already done, there’s no point confronting her now. Your father’s soft–hearted, but fortunately, the Schultz family is managed by Timothy. They won’t be able to make a scene,” Ellison’s voice broke through her thoughts, soft and reassuring.

“You’ve only just returned, and she’s been here for twenty years. She knows the Schultz family better than you,” he added, watching her carefully.

Joycelyn’s chest tightened with unease. The pieces of the puzzle were starting to fall into place.

“So, who was behind all of this? It feels like someone planned it all meticulously…” Joycelyn’s eyes welled with tears, her mind spinning with old, unanswered questions.

All the grievances she had ignored over the years didn’t matter much, but when she thought of her mother–who had passed away so young because of the trauma of losing her–her heart clenched.

“Let’s go back this afternoon. We’re not getting involved in Jerome’s wedding,” Ellison said softly as he noticed the redness in Joycelyn’s eyes. He moved closer to comfort her.

“It’s not just that. It’s because my mother passed away from depression because of me,” she admitted, her voice catching. “And then there was my grandfather and grandmother. Even though I can’t remember them clearly, Timothy told me how much they loved me. The way they poured all their affection into me–it’s heartbreaking to think about.”

The weight on her chest grew heavier with each word. She could hardly breathe.

“No. I can’t leave yet. I need to stay and see what else they’re going to pull,” Joycelyn said with determination, taking a deep breath. Her face, pale as it was, became a mask of cold resolve.

“Mrs. Grant, you’re still pregnant,” Ellison said, his eyes calm but firm as he looked at her. “Timothy and I will handle this. You don’t need to worry about it.”

“I know.” Joycelyn placed her hand gently over her flat stomach, nodding seriously. “I’ll protect my baby.”

she turned and hurried outside to the

stumbling downstairs, clearly

how much did you and Jerome drink last night?” Joycelyn asked quickly, catching his arm as he

loc disheveled, his handsome face bearing the signs of a restless

bottles of wine have led to

..e face was

don’t know, man. After Jerome went for the brandy, I think he mixed his drinks. Could’ve messed

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he noticed the tension in the

Bellina ended up in bed together

his eyes wide. “What? We were drinking win, not that to jumped by Sear

clothes, relieved to find that he was alone in his bed

into Bellion for prickly de something to him, right? That’s messed up, isn’t it?”

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as he realized how eerie the whole situation was. “Where’s the boule? What Kind of docked at

looked around and frowned, “I didn’t clean up last night. The

them. He walked into the room, his expression estable. He had the demeanor of someone who had lost

Jerome said firmly,

is just a coincidence?” Joycelyn asked her tone w by potted “I’ve known Belle since she was little. I know how she is–she’s insecure, and that’s why this happened Il te ce of be There’s no need

left speechless, unsure of

Dad wants to speak with you upstairs,” Jerome said, turning on

around uneasily. Jeff sighed. “Jerome has always spoiled Belima. He’s too softhearted. Let’s just

deal. Jerome’s rushing into this decision. I’m afraid he’ll regret it,” Joycelyn said with a deep sigh “Forget it. Let’s just talk about something else. Timothy, you should go talk to Dad. Shirley and I will wait here,” she

how did it go with looking into my mom’s medical records?” Joycelyn asked quietly.

prescriptions match her condition. I asked Jeff about it last night, and your grandparents were very attentive when your mom was ill. They brought

overthinking it,” Joycelyn murmured, deciding to let it go for now.

on the past. Life is unpredictable. Let’s focus on the present, okay?