Chapter 89

Just a moment ago, in front of Isolde, she softly called him “hushandl

Now, behind his back, she’s addressing him formally as “Mr. Graft”

Ellison’s jawline tightened, his eyes glaring at Joycelyn. His face owed no emotion, but anyone could see the subtle clenching of his jaw and the faint rise of his cheekbones,

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“Why are you looking at me like you’re about to devour me? We agreed on getting married, not having kids, she said, trying to break the tension.

It wasn’t that Joycelyn didn’t like kids; on the contrary, she really did.

But their marriage was a bit unconventional, with little emotion foundation, and she feared that a child might not feel the warmth of a loving home.

Ellison scoffed, “Mrs. Grant, with your acting skills, I should open a company and cast you as the lead. By the end of the year, you might even win Best Actress at the awards.”

Joycelyn glanced at him, annoyed, as she buckled her seatbelt, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of him acting so gruff.

This cold, aloof man spoke with such sharp words.

Joycelyn said, “It’s not that I’m afraid you won’t raise the child well; with your resources, I’m sure you’ll provide a good life” for them. But you’re so busy….

“Can you really be the father that sets the right example? Will you have time to be there for the child? Babies don’t just grow

well on their own, and I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

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Ellison, however, understood her concern. “Then, if I can do what you’re asking, would you be willing?” he replied, his voice deep and steady.

Joycelyn blinked, surprised. A soft expression formed on her face as she realized that Ellison was willing to accommodate

her.

was caught off guard.

respond immediately, Ellison let out a

but feel a little embarrassed and flustered. She turned her gaze

with me,” Ellison said coldly, his tone sharp as

he was, still playing

was clearly at

really feel that way, there’s nothing I can do,” Joycelyn replied, unsure of what else

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Chapter 89

didn’t know why Ellison, someone powerful and comped, would

laugh but didn’t dare, worried he might

as she was about to glance back out the window, she heard a lick. She turned

hand grabbed her chi pulling her

asked, trying to free herself from his grasp,

to let off some steam,” Ellison said, holding her chin and tilting

without warning, he kissed her–a deep, passionate kiss,

eyes widened in surprise. Ellison didn’t close his eyes, nstead locking her gaze with his–his eyes dark,

gasped and instinctively tried to

were pedestrians walking by outside, yet Ellison didn’t seem to care.

suffocating from the intensity of

the face

away a strand of

him, her face

as he fastened her seatbelt, then hit the gas to drive

on the rooftop of the building, talking on the phone, when she happened to

from sight, then she called her brother. “Kingston, I think Isolde’s recovery is going well. Do you think we can take her home soon? I could stay at the house and take care

steamy atmosphere in the car. She stared out at the darkening sky,

drive, Ellison would leave her

seatbelt and, without a word, helped Joycelyn do the same.

Joycelyn thought he was being gentlemanly and considerate, the next second, the seat reclined, and she was lying flat on her back.

but before she could, Ellison moved, sliding over from the driver’s seat, and hovered over her. Her petite frame fit comfortably

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