An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 237

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Chapter 237
All of a sudden, Leon became unwelcome in the ward. He choked with sadness.
“I will stay here till Ellison feels better.” Leon fixed his gaze on Kingston’s hand pressing Sandra’s arm though he said he was worried about Ellison.
He wished to pierce that hand with his gaze.
Ellison shot one cold glance at Leon and felt helpless.
“Forget him. Drink some water. How do you feel now? Does your hand still ache?” Joycelyn fed Ellison water while asking with concern.
Joycelyn was happy with Ellison’s waking up. With a smile, she coaxed Ellison as if he were a kid.
“My throat aches, and so does my chest. That’s all,” Ellison replied in a low voice.
“Kingston said that your wounds would heal. Your current voice is manly and pleasant.”
Joycelyn was completely blinded by love.
It was reasonable for her to pamper and coax Ellison who had risked his life to save her.
Hearing Joycelyn’s sweet words, the third wheels in the ward felt embarrassed.
“Miss Morrison, your arm is fine. It is congested for overexertion. A massage will help. Don’t worry.”
“Thanks.” Sandra quickly put down her sleeve. She turned around and looked at Joycelyn and Ellison.
“Joycelyn, Ellison, have a good rest and see you around. Ellison, Joycelyn has cried for two hours, so don’t let her shed tears anymore.” Then, Sandra pulled Leon out of the ward by the sleeve.
Kingston turned around, nodded at the Grant couple, and followed Sandra out.
The Grant couple was left alone.
After the door of the ward was closed, Joycelyn pouted and lowered her head. “You scared me to death.”
Tears of sadness rolled down her face.
Ellison took the glass from Joycelyn’s hand, drank up the water in one gulp, and put down the glass. With one hand, he pulled Joycelyn onto the bed and made her nestle in his arms.
“It’s over. Take a nap. Your eyes are red. Grandma will be upset if you go home like this.” Ellison kissed Joycelyn’s forehead. His voice was hoarse.
It sounded like a saw cutting the dry wood, and Joycelyn was saddened.
Joycelyn turned to face Ellison. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned over, and kissed his Adam’s apple.
Ellison narrowed his eyes and swallowed hard. His gaze at Joycelyn in his arms became intent.
He didn’t say anything, and there was a faint smile on his face.
Joycelyn sobbed. “The culprit is at large. I don’t dare to sleep.”
“An arson? Who do you think the culprit is?” Ellison asked for more information about the case while comforting Joycelyn.
“I saw something awful in Pearl’s computer. Pearl wrote all the doctoral dissertations from our laboratory. Besides, the data in our laboratory is shared with Ruby’s lab. I suspect that the incident was an inside job.”
It was horrifying for Joycelyn to think that the people she had paired up with in the past month were up to something bad.
“I didn’t expect Ruby to be so influential.”
After a sigh, Joycelyn hugged Ellison more tightly. “Don’t risk your life for me if things like this happen again, okay?”
Joycelyn buried her face in Ellison’s neck, and her tone was serious.
“It is my instinct to help you.”
Joycelyn felt warm. Smiling, she said, “It seems… you love to help me. Did you… fall for me a long time ago?”
Joycelyn let go of Ellison and deliberately teased him to liven up the atmosphere.
Ellison’s deep eyes and thick brows were right before Joycelyn.
Joycelyn’s eyes lit up because Ellison’s handsome face was like the sunshine penetrating through the clouds.
Ellison’s delicate facial features were the perfect artwork of God. Ellison had brooding eyes, a prominent nose, and sexy lips. When he was silent, nobody could resist his charm.
Joycelyn felt softened all over her body.
“The sense of responsibility as a man,” Ellison replied honestly.
This answer was dissatisfactory for Joycelyn. “I don’t think so.”
“What is the answer you want? Hmm?” Ellison lowered his head and pressed his jaw against Joycelyn’s forehead. His breath was sprayed on Joycelyn’s fair face.
The atmosphere was subtle.
After two rapid knocks on the door, Leon disturbed the Grant couple in the ward.
“Ellison, the fire is on the news. Rumor has it that you are dead. Your grandma is worried sick because she can’t reach you. Damn! What are they up to?”
Leon didn’t disturb the Grant couple on purpose. He was anxious to alert them.
Speaking, he approached the bed and then saw the Grant couple lying on the bed.
Leon stopped in his tracks.
Embarrassed, he scratched the back of his head and looked around. “I now see why they refused to come in here.”
“Damn!” He thought.
Ellison sat up on the bed. Softness and love had left his eyes, and his gaze
at Leon was cold.
Joycelyn felt embarrassed. She quickly sat up and took out her phone to make a call because Isolde was involved.
“Ellison, Luna said that your grandma got a lot of calls from your relatives after the news was out. Some of them offered their children to your grandma to be your inheritor. Infuriated, Isolde cursed at home.”