Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Joycelyn’s smile froze. She took back what she said about him not being petty.

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Ellison wanted to take her out for breakfast, but she absolutely refused to go with him, worried they’d be recognized. With no other choice, he went to get takeout instead.

“Don’t even think about eating in the car,” he warned, his perfectionism showing.

“I’ll wait,” she promised, hugging the paper bags despite her growing stomach. It wasn’t until they reached city hall that she finally started wolfing down her breakfast.

The city hall proved wonderfully efficient–twenty minutes for paperwork, and that thin paper now declared them husband

and wife.

Staring at the marriage license, reality hit Joycelyn like a thunderbolt. She was now Mrs. Grant. She had actually gotten married, and to Ellison Grant of all people.

“What about your family?” The question slipped out before she could stop it

Just my grandmother. My parents passed early.” His matter–of–fact tone masked any emotion. “Tll take you to meet her.”

His uncomplicated family structure surprised her. ‘Much simpler than my mess, she thought with relief.

“Great. Anything I should know?” she asked carefully.

Just convince her we’re madly in love.” His expression remained neutral despite the loaded request.

a shop outside the entrance.

for that. Let’s go straight up,” he said.

way! Women love flowers. We need to show proper respect Her earnestness seemed to touch something in him. While Ellison appeared relaxed about the visit, Joycelyn felt nervous about meeting his grandmother, After all, the elderly lady was his only family–no parents, no siblings–and here he was, running this

car and meet you inside,” he said, pulling up

own,‘ she insisted, adjusting her mask nervously, clearly anxious about

of parking himself, he tossed his keys to a valet and followed her, hands in

moved like a guilty mouse

his eyes studying her with unreadable intensity.

worry. No one can resist something beautiful after all she muttered, taking tiny steps to maintain their distance. His eyes tracked

help staring–especially young women who whispered and pointed at

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kept them at

unopened mask at him. “You’re

1 that embarrassing?” he asked.

to keeping a low profile?” Her eyes darted nervously above her mask, her anxiety obvious despite

mask only enhanced his forbidden attractiveness, like

two girls nearby scrambling to get a good spot, buzzing about who this

she wished she could just disappear and get away

her.

glance. His imposing presence was enough

time, Mr. Grant,” Joycelyn pleaded. “I hate attention.” She wondered if she should be covered head to toe next time, though it was not like they would be

me?” Ellison asked, his tone serious.

shiver run down her spine, she blinked up at him.

eyes narrowed dangerously, a hint of displeasure darkening his otherwise composed features. The depth of his gaze carried an undeniable authority

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