Chapter 18

Chapter 18

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Joycelyn wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled sweetly. “I love it. It’s everything I could wish for. Thank you, Mr. Grant,” she gushed.

Ellison drew in a deep breath and narrowed his eyes. He saw the excitement on her face and how awestruck she was, her voice deep. “I instructed William to hire a designer. It was a bit rushed, but I’m glad that you like it.”

“I do, I really do,” Joycelyn said almost breathlessly.

“Have a good rest,” Ellison said.

“I will. You too,” she replied.

The both of them remained as cordial as distant coworkers.

After what had happened earlier that day, Ellison had decided to give her space instead of requesting that she accompany him. As soon as Joycelyn closed the door behind her, she began to indulge in her solitary freedom, taking a shower before getting into the bath.

When she was finished, she put on her new pajamas and sat on the edge of her bed for a long while. She sat as still statue, letting her eyes rove over the closet of new clothes.

as a

She began to laugh and cry at the same time, relishing the fact that she could leave her past behind and welcome this new lease of life.

She took her phone out and went through her contact list, blocking every single member of the Mercer family. She looked at the dozen or so messages and missed calls left by her mother and ignored them all save for one.

Replying to that message, she said, [I won’t drag you down anymore since I’m an outsider. From now on, we’ll go our separate ways.] Soon after, her mother replied with a voice message. Joycelyn doesn’t hesitate to block her number and delete it.

Now that she had escaped from their clutches, she was determined not to look back.

Glancing at the time, Joycelyn noticed it was almost half past nine. She got up to fetch a glass of water from downstairs.

As she made her way down, she bumped into Ellison at the foot of the stairs. He was holding a bouquet of pink roses. The both of them froze at the sight of each other.

Ellison didn’t reveal any emotion on his face, so Joycelyn continued to make her way slowly to the kitchen, saying, “Aren’t you going to bed yet, Mr. Grant?”

“Soon,” Ellison replied, making his way up while holding the bouquet in one hand.

As they passed each other, he placed the blooming bouquet in her hand. “Here. I know we’d rushed to get the marriage license, so I’ll make up for the rest at a later time.”

“Is this for me?” Joycelyn pointed to herself and asked in surprise

“Yeah, Ellison answered in a low voice. His angular face was as handsome as ever.

bouquet with both hands. She was overjoyed to receive flowers for

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going to bed.” Ellison informed her.

sweetly with a dainty smile on her lips.

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the stairs, and as he was reaching the top, he turned his head slightly to look back at Joycelyn. She

and her round eyes, in particular, were warm and bright. It had

herself a glass of water, and headed back upstairs. The

room, she placed the flowers on the nightstand next to her bed. It instantly added a touch

to the moment they’d bumped

a tinge of awkwardness behind his usually piercing eyes. She was surprised

would get up earlier in the morning to make him breakfast. Then she drank some water before she lay down on her huge, soft bed, feeling a peace of mind that she’d never

thoroughly well–rested and in good spirits. ‘Maybe I’m not a night owl after

prepare breakfast Ellison treated her well, and she had no

breakfast muffins, pancakes, and smoothies, as well as some yogurt with an assortment of fruit. When she’d finished, she looked at the

athletic wear. He entered just in time

run?” Joycelyn asked. Her face was still scrunched up from the

you

prepared breakfast already, too. Did you want

a shower first,” Ellison replied.

making coffee but couldn’t get it right. It’s burnt,”

It was half empty. She’d obviously tried

I thought CEOs needed coffee as a pick–me–up every morning,” Joycelyn quipped as she stopped worrying

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him, he tried to hide his smile and

relaxed at home. After bringing all the breakfast items to the table, Joycelyn took some pictures before Ellison returned to

and quiet setting, Joycelyn stood up and started cleaning, but Ellison stopped her. “Leave it. Someone will clean up

looked at the empty plates before them and stopped her movements. “Oh. Is it not good?” she

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