Chapter 768: Chapter 768

Nina Sinclair had Julian Lancaster sit on the sofa and wait, while she went into the kitchen and started to busily cook.

While chopping vegetables, she suddenly felt as if they were still in the past in Veridia, as if they hadn’t separated. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⸺fire.net

Back then, her relationship with Julian Lancaster was still very good.

He seemed to really enjoy the meals she cooked.

But thinking about it now, with Grandfather Lancaster’s dislike for her and the grudges between their parents, Nina Sinclair bitterly smiled again.

Don’t overthink things, the way things are now is just fine.

Suddenly, a strong body pressed tightly against her from behind, and Julian Lancaster’s voice sounded in her ear, "Need help?"

Nina Sinclair was just lost in thought about something else, when Julian Lancaster suddenly showed up so close to her, startling her, and making the knife in her hand unstable.

"Ah..." Her hand was cut, and instantly a stream of bright red blood began to flow from her finger.

Julian Lancaster frowned, grabbing her hand nervously and asked anxiously, "Nina, are you okay?"

His tense attitude and concerned expression made Nina Sinclair feel wrapped in warm seawater, with a warm current slowly flowing through her heart.

She was not favored in the Sinclair Family, although her relationship with Benjamin Sinclair had improved, it was still somewhat estranged, especially since she had already moved out of their home.

Most of the time, she was alone, even if she was hurt, she could only silently endure it by herself.

But now with Julian Lancaster holding her hand, concernedly asking if she was okay, this feeling of someone being worried for her...

Nina Sinclair dazedly said, "I’m fine, don’t worry."

Julian Lancaster held Nina Sinclair’s hand and led her to the living room, "Where’s your first aid kit?"

"In the compartment under the cabinet."

Julian Lancaster pressed Nina Sinclair’s shoulder, letting her sit on the sofa, then walked over to get the kit. After opening it, he started to carefully and attentively treat Nina Sinclair’s wound.

Nina Sinclair watched the handsome face in front of her, feeling her hand being gently tended.

Her lips subtly pressed together, her emotions were extremely complex.

Just silently watching Julian Lancaster, it was really just a minor wound, it didn’t hurt at all, and the bleeding quickly stopped.

"Alright, you stay here and don’t move, I’m going to cook."

Nina Sinclair looked at Julian Lancaster in surprise, could he cook?

Julian Lancaster didn’t say much else, after saying those words, he closed the toolbox, stood up, and walked toward the kitchen.

Nina Sinclair still felt a bit uneasy, so she got up and followed him.

Watching Julian Lancaster take over her things, his well-defined hands grasping the kitchen knife to start chopping vegetables, she couldn’t help but say, "Can you really do it?"

Julian Lancaster curved his lips into a smile, "It can’t be too inedible."

Nina Sinclair looked at her own hand wrapped in a band-aid, thinking that such a small wound didn’t need this much attention.

She proactively offered, "Let me cook it."

"Then I’ll help you with the chopping."

Nina Sinclair couldn’t resist his offer, and eventually let him help with the chopping.

Julian Lancaster chopped the vegetables, while Nina Sinclair took charge of cooking the dish, and together they quickly prepared a table full of food.

The two sat down at the dining table and started eating.

The light shone on them, the atmosphere warm and pleasant.

Julian Lancaster glanced up at her, seeing Nina Sinclair eating with her head down, he curved his lips and said, "Want to have some champagne to celebrate? You got the investment."

"Ah?" Nina Sinclair lifted her gaze toward Julian Lancaster, quickly shaking her head in refusal, "No need for that."

"Champagne has a low alcohol content, I have a few bottles over there, I’ll go get them now, hang on."

After speaking, Julian Lancaster didn’t wait for Nina Sinclair to refuse, he got up and went back to his apartment to get the champagne.

Watching his departing figure, a hint of helplessness flashed in Nina Sinclair’s eyes.