Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 35 Chapter 35 "Uh, could you helptake the crate down? I'm afraid if I put it on the floor, the puppy might run off," Joycelyn said, feeling a bit awkward as she glanced at William.

The puppy was so small, and it had an injured paw, so she hadn't put a leash on it.

"Of course." William kindly helped her take the puppy's things out of the trunk and carry them to the back door of the villa.

He even went so far as to set up the crate and arrange the bedding for her, doing everything with the utmost care.

"Thank you, but I can handle it from here. You can go back to whatever you were doing," Joycelyn said gratefully. Not wanting to trouble him any further, she placed the little puppy into the crate and quickly tidied up the food and other supplies she'd bought.

"Rocky, stay here and be a good boy, okay? I'm going to make dinner now," she said.

"Mrs. Grant... Mr. Grant is very particular about cleanliness," William said, his tone polite but carrying a hint of friendly advice. "I've already ordered dinner for you both. You should freshen up first, then join Mr. Grant for the meal" "Oh, okay, thank you so much, Joycelyn replied, feeling thankful.

She thought, I need to clean up properly-I will also have to change out of these clothes, or I might upset Ellison. That won't be good." After speaking, she gently patted the little puppy's soft fur. "Be good, I'll ccheck on you later The little puppy sat there, wagging its tail. It looked perfectly well-behaved, but as soon as Joycelyn walked away, it started barking, "Woof! Woof-woo!" The new surroundings made the puppy feel uneasy. Its sharp little barks cut through the quiet of the villa, making the sound even more noticeable.

Joycelyn had just reached the stairs when she heard the incessant barking. Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned back, hurrying down to the puppy's side. She quickly gave it a toy and schew treats to help calm it down.

"Shh, no barking, okay? If you keep it up. Mr. Grant will get angry, and we'll both be in trouble," she said gently, trying to soothe it.

When the puppy saw her return, its big eyes brightened, and it wagged its tail enthusiastically. It was incredibly sweet. But as soon as Joycelyn turned to leave again, it started scratching at the crate and barking nonstop. Joycelyn quickly closed the crate door, hoping to muffle the noise. She then went back upstairs, took a quick shower, and washed her hair.

When she emerged from the bathroom, feeling fresh and clean, she was just in tto hear the master bedroom door open.

Ellison had finished his shower as well. He was wearing a light gray and black plaid robe, loosely tied at the waist, his black hair still damp and falling messily over his forehead Compared to his usual sharp, businesslike demeanor at the office, he looked much more relaxed and at case now. He seemed less tense than when he'd looked so unhappy in the garage earlier.

"Uh... I should've told you earlier, but I just felt sorry for the puppy, I played with it for a little while and found it really 17:07 de, 11 Feb Chapter 35 comforting "So I impulsively brought it home." Joycelyn said, taking a few steps forward and speaking softly, as if trying to explain herself.

Ellison's dark eyes lowered as he looked at her. His expression was stern, his gaze piercing enough to make anyone fall silent.

Joycelyn had started to relax, but the moment she saw his expression, she immediately tensed up again. She lowered her gaze, puffing out her cheeks nervously, and began to fidget, blowing air from side to side in her mouth.

She realized she had probably crossed a line. Whenever she brought up the puppy, his expression grew darker, and it was starting to scare her.

Ellison raised his hand and gently cupped her face. His deep voice dropped low as he spoke, "Don't let this happen again." Joycelyn's heart skipped a beat. She froze, looking up at him. For a brief moment, her expression seemed tinged with a hint of sadness, but it quickly softened.

She gave him a small, almost apologetic smile. "Of course, I understand. You're really kind." Ellison's stern expression softened just a little, and for the first time, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

His voice, though still firm, was less harsh than before. “From now on, if you touch the dog, you have to wash disinfect. Don't bring it into the house, and definitely don't let it on the bed. If you do, I'll throw it out." up pand "Okay, okay, I understand, Joycelyn said, nodding obediently. It was a bit strict, but at least he had agreed to let the puppy stay.

Just as she thought the matter was settled and was about to suggest going downstairs for dinner, they heard the little puppy begin to bark again, its cries filling the silence.

"Uh, the puppy's a little scared in this unfamiliar place. It's only a month old and feels insecure," Joycelyn quickly explained when she saw Ellison frowning again. "I'll go calm it down." Without waiting for him to reply, she rushed out of the room, moving faster than she'd ever moved before.

She practically flew downstairs, opened the door, and squatted in front of the crate, watching the little puppy wagging its tail and looking up at her.

"Little rascal, can we please not bark so much? If you keep it up. Mr. Grant will get mad and throw us both out,' she said. Of course, the puppy couldn't understand, and kept pawing at the crate, trying to get out and snuggle with Joycelyn. It was so soft, so adorable, and so clean-it was impossible not to be melted by its cuteness. Joycelyn immediately opened the crate and scooped the puppy up into her arms, giving it a big cuddle.

She thought, 'It is so comforting. So soothing. The world just can't do om without dogs. If only Ellison wasn't afraid of them... With a cute little puppy like this around, everyone's mood would be so much better. Lost in her thoughts, Joycelyn spent the rest of the evening soothing the puppy, even bringing her dinner over and eating it by its side.

Ellison didn't say anything, but his expression remained impassive.

At 11 p.m., after finally getting the puppy to settle down, Joycelyn returned to her room. She took another quick shower and went to bed in her guest room, alone.

17:07 Ke, 11 Feb M Chapter 35 Just as she was beginning to drift off, the puppy's whining started again from downstairs.

☐ 52☐☐ 11 Joycelyn's eyes flew open. If she didn't quiet the puppy now, Ellison would be furious and might toss it out in the middle of the night.

Without a second thought, she grabbed a thick jacket and rushed downstairs again. Se squatted beside the crate, watching the puppy pawing at the bars and whining softly. Her heart melted "Little rascal, be good and don't wake the big rascal upstairs," she whispered. "I'll hold you and we can sleep together"

She opened the crate, picked up the little puppy, and cradled it in herm arms. The two of them snuggled into the puppy's bed, curled up together, and fell asleep for the night. The next morning, just as the first light of dawn began to break, the door opened from the inside Ellison, ready for his morning run, froze when he saw the scene before him. His dark eyes instantly darkened as he saw one person and one dog curled up together in the dog bed.

"Joycelyn." His voice was cold, disbelief etched across his face. "You spent the whole night here... for a dog?" Ꮎ