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.

grasped her hand that was holding

warm hand

a soft, pale face, her eyes innocent as she said,

deep, steady eyes, and the commanding presence in his

to release the fork and bowl

him as he continued to prepare the food.

up or something?” Ellison gave

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said. “No, I just think it’s improper for you do these things, given

laugh was

it. She recalled what she had read on Google earlier. “If a

overthink it. After all, they had agreed on a practical marriage to appease their families, and now it was unexpectedly shifting into something more serious

dish is beneath your dignity, then what about when

her lips tightening,

busy by washing her hands

fixed on her small, busy figure

eat much, so serve me a bit more.” Joycelyn stood at the sink, cleaning up, while casually

are an avoidant type,” Ellison remarked as he finished

intermittent, with no real

nothing I can do,” Joycelyn

snorted lightly in response..

brought the two bowls of

behind, bringing over the fruit

bowls of tomato

and ate whatever was

didn’t dare to say anything, worried she

peaceful, and the atmosphere was warm but

up in the kitchen, she washed and wiped down the dishes while Ellison sat at

was no forced small talk, nor was

her hands, Ellison finally broke the silence, “You should rest at home for the next couple of days. If you get bored, maybe you

of water, and replied. “I have some red marks on my hands. I’ll go see Isolde after they fade. I don’t want her to get the wrong

at the bruises on her wrists.

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