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.

a word, Ellison firmly grasped her hand that

large, warm hand enveloped hers completely.

hand trembled slightly, and she looked up at him with a soft, pale face, her eyes innocent as she said, “Really,

eyes, and the commanding

to release the fork and bowl

obediently watched him as he continued

or something?” Ellison gave her

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improper for you do these things, given who you

softly. The brief laugh was warm and magnetic

She recalled what she had read on

they had agreed on a practical marriage to appease their

thought, Ellison slowly spoke up, “If serving you a dish is beneath your dignity, then what about when I personally take care of you? What does

lips tightening, her face flushing

busy by washing her hands and tidying up the

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

bit more.” Joycelyn stood

type,” Ellison remarked as he finished preparing the bowls of

intermittent,

I can do,” Joycelyn replied nonchalantly, throwing in a half–hearted

lightly in

bowls of

followed behind, bringing over the fruit she had washed

simple bowls of tomato and egg

picky, and ate whatever was available.

other hand, didn’t dare to say anything, worried she might accidentally say the wrong thing.

room was bright and peaceful, and

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

was no forced small talk, nor was it awkward.

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

sip of water, and replied. “I have some red marks on my hands. I’ll

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