Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

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.

Ellison firmly grasped her hand that

hand enveloped hers

him with a soft, pale face, her eyes innocent as she said, “Really,

her sentence, her gaze met his deep, steady eyes, and the commanding presence in his gaze made

no choice but to release the fork and bowl into his

to the side, she obediently watched him as

up or something?” Ellison gave her

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it’s improper for you

softly. The brief laugh was warm and magnetic almost indulgent.

she had read on Google earlier. “If a

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

up, “If serving you a dish is beneath your dignity, then what about when I personally take care of you?

tightening, her

quickly pretending to be busy by washing her hands and tidying up

fixed on her small, busy figure as he smiled again.

bit more.” Joycelyn stood at the sink, cleaning up,

really are an avoidant type,” Ellison remarked as he finished preparing the bowls of pasta, giving her a

was light and intermittent, with

that’s how you see it, then there’s nothing I can do,” Joycelyn replied nonchalantly,

snorted lightly

brought the two bowls of

bringing over the fruit she had

bowls of tomato and

and ate whatever was available.

other hand, didn’t dare to say anything, worried she might accidentally say

and peaceful, and the

kitchen, she washed and wiped down the dishes while Ellison sat at the table, eating the fruit she

forced small talk, nor was it

cleaning and was washing her hands, Ellison finally broke the silence, “You should rest at home for the next couple of days. If you get bored, maybe you could go visit Grandma.”

her hands with a towel, walked out of the open kitchen, took a sip of water, and replied. “I have some red marks on my

down at the bruises on her wrists.

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