Julian Lancaster shook his head.
There was no need to ask; he wouldn’t humiliate himself. Perhaps he was also worried that the answer wouldn’t be something he could accept, creating a mental disparity, so he chose to avoid it.
Mrs. Lancaster, seeing him , knew for sure that he hadn’t asked.
She snorted, "There you go! Your wife came rushing to see you after hearing you were hurt. Look at how concerned she is about you. If she were someone else, you might be left to cool off, and they wouldn’t even spare you a glance."
"Maybe your wife has long had feelings for you, but you both haven’t realized it. I don’t think reconciliation is out of the question. Do you really have so little confidence in yourself?"
Julian Lancaster showed a pensive expression after hearing this.
Could it be that he was really just blinded by the situation?
At this moment, the bathroom door happened to open, and Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster stopped discussing the topic. Nina Sinclair had been hiding in the bathroom for a while, afraid they’d knock if she stayed too long.
In the end, she had no choice but to come out.
Julian Lancaster stood up and said to Nina Sinclair, "Let’s go."
Huh? Nina Sinclair, who had mentally prepared herself, was a bit taken aback by the unexpected happiness.
She had thought she’d have to stay a bit longer.
But being able to leave now was exactly what she was hoping for.
Nina Sinclair immediately stood up, politely said her goodbyes to Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster, "I’ll be leaving now."
Mrs. Lancaster waved her hand at Nina Sinclair, "Go ahead, remember to come early tomorrow."
After Julian Lancaster took Nina Sinclair away, Mrs. Lancaster turned to Mr. Lancaster and reminded him, "Aren’t you going to let Old Lee know we still need to borrow his place again?"
"Got it, don’t worry about Old Lee."
The two got into the car together and drove away from the apartment complex.
At this time, Nina Sinclair asked, "Why didn’t you let me tell your parents about our divorce just now?"
Julian Lancaster’s eyes flickered, recalling what Mrs. Lancaster had said earlier.
Could it be that Nina Sinclair, just like his mother had suggested, actually had feelings for him but wasn’t aware of it herself, which led her to propose the divorce?
Julian Lancaster turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.
Seeing this, Nina Sinclair looked bewildered.
What was he going to do?
Julian Lancaster’s strong arm rested on the steering wheel, and he turned to look at Nina Sinclair with deep eyes.
Nina Sinclair felt a bit creeped out by his gaze. Why did she have the illusion that Julian Lancaster was going to silence her?
"Uh... what’s wrong?" she asked. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
Julian Lancaster said, "I want to ask you a question."
Julian Lancaster: "When I kissed you, how did you feel?"
Hearing this, countless intimate images suddenly flashed in Nina Sinclair’s mind, all of them moments of accidental close contact between them.
Her cheeks gradually reddened, and she looked like she was about to spontaneously combust.
Julian Lancaster’s question was really embarrassing. How was she supposed to answer it?
In fact, without Nina Sinclair answering, Julian Lancaster already gleaned the answer from her expression. She had feelings too.
He curved his lips in a good mood.
He couldn’t believe he actually had a day where he was blinded by the situation. His mother was right; Nina Sinclair did have feelings for him.
Julian Lancaster casually said, "I didn’t let you tell my parents about our divorce, because... we’re not getting divorced."
Nina Sinclair was stunned, looking at Julian Lancaster in surprise.