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.

caught off guard.

out a soft chuckle, “Ha, women,” he

laugh was him figuring out her true feelings. She couldn’t help but feel a

have anything to do with me,” Ellison said coldly, his tone sharp as

was obviously upset, yet here he was,

mood was clearly at an all–time low.

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

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Chapter 89

didn’t know why Ellison, someone powerful and comped, would be bothered by something

didn’t dare, worried he might get angry

glance back out the window, she heard

could react, Ellison’s large hand grabbed her chi pulling her face back

she asked, trying to free herself from his

let off some steam,” Ellison

her–a deep, passionate kiss, cae that

close his eyes, nstead locking

tongue pressed against hers, pulling her deeper into the kits. She gasped and instinctively tried to push him away, but Ellison didn’t

walking by outside, yet Ellison didn’t seem to

fire, almost suffocating from the intensity of the kiss. It wasn’t until she

the face

wiping away a strand of silver. “Still can’t kiss properly after

at him, her face flushed and eyes

he fastened her seatbelt,

building, talking on the phone, when she

hot with desire. Leah watched the car until it disappeared from sight, then she called her brother. “Kingston, I think Isolde’s recovery is going well. Do you think we can take

the steamy atmosphere in the car. She stared out at the

drive, Ellison would leave her alone, but when the car stopped,

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

considerate, the next second, the seat reclined, and she was lying flat

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

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