Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Joycelyn hurried down the stairs, taking several deep breaths to alm herself as she slowly regained composure.

Ellison had saved her from trouble, and she had gotten a little top carried away.

“Joycelyn, calm down, she muttered to herself, her face turning serious as she headed to the kitchen, trying to ease her emotions by cooking.

About twenty minutes later, Ellison came downstairs.

The once empty, quiet mansion was now filled with the aroma of freshly cooked food.

Unable to resist, Joycelyn pulled out her phone and googled, “I girl confesses her love first, will the guy take it seriously?”

She scrolled through various responses, all mixed, which only made her feel more unsettled.

“Are you done?” Ellison’s deep, clear voice broke through her thoughts.

Joycelyn glanced back, immediately turning off her phone and slipping it into her pocket. “Yes, it’s ready

Ellison, dressed in dark home attire with his hair still slightly damp, stood there with a relaxed aura. Gone was his usual businesslike demeanor, replaced by a laid–back, refined air.

Concerned that he might be hungry. Joycelyn grabbed a large bowl and began serving

Her hands, still raw from the earlier rope burns, accidentally splashed some hot broth while using the fork, causing the scalding liquid to burn her injured wrist.

“Ow…” she

gasped, wincing in

pain.

Ellison quickly stepped over, taking the fork and bowl from her. Put it down, I’ll do it”

“No. I’m fine. I’m not that delicate,” Joycelyn insisted, not letting go.

She didn’t want him doing these small, insignificant tasks given is high status. Part of her felt it was inappropriate, and deep down, she still held some traditional notions of femininity.

saying a word, Ellison firmly grasped her hand that

large, warm hand enveloped hers completely.

a soft, pale face, her eyes innocent as she

she could finish her sentence, her gaze met his deep, steady eyes, and the commanding presence in his gaze made her instinctively hold her breath, biting her

had no choice but to release the fork and

watched him

up or something?” Ellison gave

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just think it’s improper for you do these things, given who

The brief laugh was

what she had read on Google earlier. “If a man truly loves you. he would

it. After all, they had agreed on a practical marriage to

is beneath your dignity, then what about when I personally take care of you? What does that count as,

tightening, her face

be busy by washing her hands and tidying

her small, busy

serve me a bit more.” Joycelyn stood at the

you really are an avoidant type,” Ellison remarked as he finished preparing the bowls of

intermittent, with

that’s how you see it, then there’s nothing I can do,” Joycelyn replied nonchalantly, throwing in a half–hearted

snorted lightly

bowls of pasta

over the

of tomato

wasn’t picky, and ate

to say anything, worried she might accidentally say

dining room was bright and peaceful, and the atmosphere was warm but quiet.

to clean up in the kitchen, she washed and wiped down the dishes while Ellison

talk, nor was it awkward.

at home for the next couple

of water, and replied. “I have some red marks on my hands. I’ll go see Isolde after they fade. I

the bruises on

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