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.

minutes later, they reached the hospital. She spotted a shop outside the entrance. “Let me get some flowers–what’s her favorite? And

that. Let’s go straight

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

I’ll park the car and meet you inside,” he said, pulling up to the curb so she could hop out.

can manage on my own,‘ she insisted, adjusting her mask nervously, clearly anxious about being recognized.

her, hands in

like a

his eyes

worry. No one can resist something beautiful after all she muttered, taking tiny

and pointed at his

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them

on.” Joycelyn thrust an unopened mask at him. “You’re too

1 that embarrassing?”

What happened to keeping a low profile?” Her eyes darted nervously above her mask, her anxiety obvious despite half her face being covered.

grabbed the mask and slipped it on. The mask only enhanced his forbidden attractiveness, like a movie star trying–and failing–to

scrambling to get a good spot,

lower, and she wished she could just

her.

was

should be covered head to

did you just call me?” Ellison asked, his tone serious.

his gaze. Feeling a shiver run down her

his otherwise composed features. The depth of his gaze carried an undeniable authority that made

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