Just now, Mrs. Lancaster watched as Nina Sinclair barged in directly, her eyes shimmering with tears, looking at Julian Lancaster with concern, clearly very worried.
If not for some hesitation, she might have rushed into his arms.
Mrs. Lancaster was so shocked she forgot about her pain, and it wasn’t until the sting of the medicine on her skin snapped her back to reality.
There is something going on! Absolutely something going on!
Could this girl be Julian Lancaster’s current girlfriend?
Mrs. Lancaster was overjoyed, feeling like she didn’t even feel the pain in her hand anymore.
Just now when she asked him if there was a girl he fancied, he indifferently said no, leaving her to worry uselessly about his future partner.
Mrs. Lancaster wanted to ask something when she suddenly received a cue from Sharon Lancaster behind her, who signaled her not to speak, leaving Mrs. Lancaster to suppress her bubbling curiosity.
Julian Lancaster was a bit dazed when he saw Nina Sinclair appear.
Nina Sinclair? How did she end up here?
Could it be she heard about his injury and rushed to see him?
Julian Lancaster had a vague suspicion in his heart, but he didn’t dare confirm it, fearing it was just his wishful thinking.
At this moment, Nina rushed forward, extending her hand as if trying to touch the blood stain on his chest, yet she also looked a little scared.
Only then did Julian snap back to his senses and asked, "Why are you here?"
Seeing Julian , Nina’s eyes were reddening, and her heart tightened, unsure of how severe his injuries were.
She asked in a trembling voice, "Are you okay?"
Julian didn’t answer; he really wanted to ask if something happened to him, would Nina be very worried?
But when the words reached his lips, he didn’t speak them out loud, questioning what right he had to make her worry.
By this time, Mrs. Lancaster had already finished bandaging and couldn’t contain her curiosity about Nina Sinclair.
Seeing Julian and Nina together, it wasn’t suitable to interrupt.
Mrs. Lancaster signaled to Sharon with her eyes, motioning her to talk outside.
So, while Nina and Julian weren’t paying attention, the three of them quietly slipped out, and the doctor followed.
Instantly, only Julian and Nina were left in the room.
Julian noticed their departure, his eyes flickered slightly, yet he didn’t voice any objections. He refocused his gaze on Nina’s anxious face, she seemed on the verge of tears.
She was concerned about him.
Finally, Julian felt a clear awareness of this in his heart.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, as he said, "I’m fine, this blood isn’t mine, I saved someone who was injured."
"Really? Let me see." Nina seemed somewhat doubtful; regardless of Julian’s consent, she moved forward to unbutton his shirt.
Julian didn’t stop her and let Nina have her way; soon she uncovered Julian’s shirt buttons, and sure enough, there were no injuries beneath his clothes.
The blood that looked gruesome wasn’t his indeed.
Nina breathed a sigh of relief, the anxiety in her eyes gradually faded away.
At this moment, she realized she was still clutching Julian’s collar; he looked somewhat disheveled, as if she was pushing him into misconduct.
It was utterly embarrassing.
"Sor... sorry..." Nina showed an awkward expression on her face, clearing her throat lightly, she softly said, "I just wanted to confirm if there were any wounds."
The smile at Julian’s lips deepened, and he said softly, "Nina, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry."
The words made Nina feel the atmosphere grew even more awkward.
Their current relationship, it seemed inappropriate for them to be meeting again, right? Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt
Nina always thought that when she and Julian met again, it would be at the civil affairs bureau to handle paperwork; after that, they would go their separate ways.
She never expected that one call from Sharon would make her forget everything.