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.

let out a soft chuckle, “Ha, women,” he

him figuring out her true feelings. She couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed and flustered. She turned her gaze

do with me,” Ellison said coldly, his tone sharp as if the words themselves were enough to

was, still playing the role of

was clearly at an

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

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Chapter 89

know why Ellison, someone powerful and comped, would

he might

glance back out the window, she heard a lick. She turned her head slightly, wondering, ‘Is he

large hand grabbed her chi pulling her face back toward

asked, trying to free herself from his grasp,

Kiss me to let off some steam,” Ellison said,

he kissed her–a deep, passionate kiss, cae

eyes, nstead locking

into the kits. She gasped and instinctively tried to push him away, but Ellison didn’t budge. He pinned her to the

pedestrians walking by outside, yet

the intensity of

the face

away a strand of

her face

he fastened her seatbelt, then hit the gas to drive home.

the phone, when

disappeared from sight, then she called her brother. “Kingston, I think Isolde’s recovery

the

thought that after the half–hour drive, Ellison would leave her

without a

second, the seat reclined, and she

over her. Her petite frame fit comfortably in the luxurious seat of the Rolls Royce, but with Ellison pressing in

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