In the kitchen, Nina Sinclair washed everything clean and glanced at the view outside the window.
The scenery from here was nice, and she slightly curled up the corners of her lips.
Thanks to Julian Lancaster’s gentlemanly demeanor, she suddenly felt this marriage might not be as hard to accept as she had imagined.
Hmm... was he taking too long putting on the duvet cover?
She dried her hands and walked to the room to take a look.
She found the man standing by the bed; the duvet and cover in his hands were fighting with each other. His brows were furrowed, as if facing a century-old problem, giving off a comical feeling.
She stepped forward and asked, "You can’t even put on a duvet cover?"
Julian Lancaster said nothing.
Nina Sinclair thought for a moment, feeling it might be normal for a grown man to have never done these things before.
"Then go help out in the kitchen," she said, chasing Julian Lancaster away.
Soon, the sound of shattering glass came from the kitchen.
Nina Sinclair hurried to the kitchen.
She was met with Julian Lancaster standing there with a dark expression. In front of him were broken dishes and bowls. Seeing the newly bought dishes shattered before they were even used, Nina felt a bit distressed.
Julian Lancaster didn’t expect such an accident either.
Nina Sinclair walked forward helplessly and said, with some annoyance, "Forget it, go sit outside, don’t do anything."
Julian Lancaster couldn’t do anything right; he really seemed like a wealthy young master who had never lifted a finger in his life. Did he have no common sense at all?
Soon, Nina Sinclair simply prepared some dishes.
The two sat at the dining table, and Julian Lancaster didn’t expect Nina Sinclair’s culinary skills to be quite good.
Not usually picky about food, he found that eating what she cooked seemed to make other food lose a special taste in comparison. His dissatisfaction with Nina Sinclair eased a bit.
"Oh, right!" Nina Sinclair suddenly thought of something and looked up at Julian Lancaster, asking, "Do you know when the real Julian Lancaster will come back from his business trip?" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt
Julian Lancaster casually replied, "About six months."
On business for that long?
Next month Vincent Lancaster gets engaged—perfect timing!
Nina Sinclair smiled happily, finally feeling relieved, and she then asked, "I forgot to ask you, what’s your name?"
The man remained unfazed as his sexy thin lips uttered three words: "Julian Lancaster."
Nina Sinclair’s hand paused, and the piece of meat she was about to put in her mouth fell with a ’thud.’
What! Did she mishear? His name was also Julian Lancaster?
She scrutinized him from top to bottom, her eyes filled with shock.
After hesitating, Nina Sinclair asked, "Your name and Sharon’s big brother’s are exactly the same..."
She thought it was a fake ID or alias, but was this his real name?
Suddenly, Nina Sinclair had an epiphany and asked, "Did you change your name on purpose? Do you usually work as his stand-in too?"
Julian Lancaster chuckled lightly; this woman had a great imagination and even found an excuse for him.
"Hmm," he responded softly.
Julian Lancaster was particularly at ease, without a hint of guilt. Nina Sinclair didn’t dwell on it much and quickly accepted that he had the same name as the empire’s CEO.
During dinner, Julian Lancaster gave face by eating everything clean.
Nina Sinclair dared not let Julian Lancaster touch her dishes again and let him sit and rest while she took the initiative to wash them.
When she finished tidying up and came out, she suddenly felt a bit awkward.
The apartment had only one room and one bed.
Would she have to sleep in the same bed with Julian Lancaster tonight?
Although Nina Sinclair accepted her sudden marriage, the thought of actually sleeping with a stranger was a psychological hurdle she couldn’t quite overcome.
Nina Sinclair spent quite a while building up her courage.
She took a deep breath.
There’s no turning back now; she’d just go with it.
She braced herself and handed Julian Lancaster the newly bought towel and other items, shyly saying, "Go take a shower first."
Julian Lancaster’s gaze lingered on her bashful face.
He couldn’t help but feel there was a lot of implication behind her words.