Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 224 Chapter 224 Lucy thought the soft, clear voice sounded oddly familiar. She struggled to open her eyes and look.

Lucy thought, "This is strange, truly strange. Even though the reflection is blurry, I can still make out the features pretty clearly. There's something familiar about it "Dylan Reed? No, wait-Scan, that bastard?" she mumbled, her voice trailing off.

Haddy's dark eyes softened, their depth and clarity like the vast ocean-unfathomable, impossible to fully grasp with a single glance.

Lucy, even in her tipsy state, could sense something off about this man. His presence was strong, almost overwhelming.

"That's... Lewis..." Lucy tried to steady her uncooperative body, her voice barely audible.

Fearing that his nmight not cup after a long string of guesses, Haddy decided to introduce himself. "Haddy Ferdinand," he said.

"Oh, Haddy," Lucy said, pretending to understand, nodding slightly.

Haddy? Haddy! "Haddy? Get away from me!" Lucy suddenly realized, shoving him away.

f After pushing him, Lucy lost her balance and swayed, her graceful form faltering. "Joycelyn, I'm staying with you tonight. It's been ages since we've had a sleepover and gossiped." Lucy stretched her hand out toward Joycelyn, staggering toward her.

She barely took two steps before almost toppling over, but Haddy moved quickly, grabbing her hand to steady her.

Lucy stumbled, her body unsteady, before collapsing into Haddy's arms.

"Joycelyn, when did you get chest muscles?" Lucy winced slightly from the firmness of his chest and instinctively reached up to touch it. She thought, 'What's going on? Joycelyn's soft, fluffy chest. Why does it feel so different?' "You're talking nonsense. Do you think Ellison would send you off to the outskirts for that?" Haddy leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"What? Send a handsguy my way? No surprise, you're always looking out for me," Lucy chuckled, grinning. Haddy just stared at her, speechless.

Joycelyn, a few steps ahead, kept turning around, clearly worried about Lucy.

But Haddy's tall frblocked her view entirely, so she couldn't hear or see what was going on behind them. "Lucy doesn't usually get drunk, but when she does, she turns into a wild one," Joycelyn muttered, taking a few more steps before glancing back.

She knew that being drunk was uncomfortable, and leaving Lucy with Haddy didn't feel quite right.

But as soon as Joycelyn turned back, Ellison's arm wrapped around her head, pulling her gently toward him. “It's fine, Haddy's very patient. You should worry about yourself. Mixing three kinds of alcohol, you're not feeling sick yet, are you?" Ellison's low voice sent a shiver down Joycelyn's spine. She had no resistance to the way he looked at her.

She blinked innocently, her soft, pale face flushed with a hint of drunken sweetness. "I just had a tiny sip. I'm not drunk," she mumbled.

1/3 1 72% Chapter 224 "Let's head hfirst, and I'll check if you're drunk later," Ellison's deep voice carried a teasing undertone, hinting at the intimacy between them as he guided her away.

"What about Lucy?" Joycelyn's cheeks flushed, but she was still worried about Lucy.

"Not for your eyes," Ellison said, giving Joycelyn no chance to protest. Though the distance was just several yards, he blocked her view as if an entire galaxy separated them.

"Lucy," Sandra called as she stepped into the room. Her voice was loud enough to snap Lucy out of her stupor.

"Huh?" Lucy tilted her head, her body unsteady, her head resting against Haddy's arm like a sleepy puppy. She murmured groggily, "Hey! I'm here." Sandra noticed how unsteady Lucy was on her feet and moved to help, but Ellison stopped her, grabbing her by the collar. "Let them handle it themselves." "Lucy's drunk," Sandra said, glancing back at Lucy, but she was swiftly pulled away by Ellison, who expertly handled the situation with one hand on Joycelyn and the other on Sandra as though she were a child.

Inside the room, only Lucy, still giggling drunkenly, and Haddy, whose shirt was now disheveled from her antics, remained.

After finally settling down a bit, Lucy suddenly seemed to have a moment of clarity. She suddenly straightened up, her tone serious as she declared, "I need to focus on my work. Once I have money, I'll find you. I'm leaving now. Bye." Lucy thought, 'This idea of 300 thousand dollars monthly incis way more exciting than any man's attention.' Lucy, with a look of determination, took a step forward-only to stumble and fall straight into Haddy's arms. Haddy, looking resigned, grabbed the back of her collar and effortlessly lifted her, his expression unreadable as he carried her out.

Lucy couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or the undeniable presence of Haddy that made her feel so dizzy. Haddy carried her downstairs, but before he could even put her in the car, Lucy slipped out of his arms like she was weightless.

"Joycelyn, don't leave me. I'm staying with you tonight," Lucy mumbled as she spotted Ellison's car. She hurriedly climbed into the front seat, nudging Ellison aside, and snuggled into Joycelyn's arms, purring contentedly.

Standing by the door, Ellison's handsface darkened instantly. He turned and glared at Haddy, his fists tightening in anger.

Haddy leaned against the car door, a grin spreading across his face m "Looks like you got Lucy drunk, and now Joycelyn's been stolen. Con, get in my car. I'll drive you home."

Ellison wanted Lucy to get out and take Haddy's car, but Joycelyn vites m wouldn't have it. She shielded Lucy protectively, like a mother with a child. "She's drunk. Just let her stay in this car." Ellison fell silent, his frustration evident.

There was no space in the back seat, and Sandra had already taken the front passenger seat. Ellison reluctantly climbed into Haddy's car.

Haddy kindly opened the car door for him, giving Ellison a gentlemanly gesture as he invited him inside. W With a smirk, he couldn't resist adding, "Well, looks like you've lost more than you gained." Ellison's expression darkened, clearly holding in his anger. He gritted his teeth and muttered, "Drive." "Yes, Mr. Grant," Haddy replied, his voice calm as he shut the door and made his way to the driver's seat. "Next tyou purposely get Lucy drunk, I'll send her straight to Joycelyn," Haddy said as he buckled his seatbelt, casting a sharp look at Ellison.

06:57 Thu, 6 Mar Chapter 224 (423) Haddy hadn't exactly stopped the others from drinking tonight. But with such expensive wine-three different kinds mixed -even three glasses were enough to get anyone drunk.

Haddy thought, 'Ellison's going all out to keep those two from sticking to Joycelyn. The younger ones can't read him, but doesn't he see through them?" 1 AD