Julian Lancaster sat down across from Nina Sinclair.
"Can we eat now?"
"Mm, I’ll get you so rice." After saying that, Nina Sinclair took a bowl and went into the kitchen.
It wasn’t until she left Julian Lancaster’s presence that her shoulders slumped, and sadness appeared on her face.
After she finished preparing the al, she went to call Julian for dinner, only to unexpectedly hear him on the phone with soone else.
He had just said that their relationship was rely an agreent, and once the ti was up, they would break it off.
In that mont, she felt a suffocating sensation.
She didn’t disturb Julian afterwards and went back to the dining table to sit down.
Saying she wasn’t upset would be a lie; just the other day, Julian had kissed her, making her think he had feelings for her, but today she heard such words.
She had hoped for too much.
Although Julian didn’t have a girlfriend, he had no interest in her, and being with her was rely due to the contract agreent.
Nina felt a bitter sense of helplessness in her heart.
She was obviously sad and heartbroken, but she couldn’t vent it out because Julian hadn’t done anything wrong; it was her who wanted too much.
She couldn’t keep falling deeper!
Nina Sinclair took a deep breath, pressed down the unusual emotions in her heart, served rice for Julian Lancaster, and placed it in front of him.
The two of them began eating in silence.
Julian Lancaster glanced at Nina Sinclair, sensing she seed a bit quiet. He picked up a chicken wing and placed it in her bowl, saying softly, "Eat more."
"Thank you."
Nina was unexpectedly ward by his gesture, and she couldn’t help but internally curse herself for being weak.
She hurriedly tried to think of other things to distract herself.
Julian’s deep eyes fell on Nina’s face. Noticing sothing off about her emotions, his brows furrowed slightly.
Seeing him looking at her, Nina quickly changed the subject, fearing he’d notice sothing, and said, "The matter with Sierra Sinclair might have been resolved by Vincent Lancaster, and it seems our efforts were in vain."
Sierra Sinclair only received a minor lesson, and the matter was resolved.
Such a rare opportunity to tarnish Sierra’s reputation ended up without any splash. Nina felt a bit regretful.
Julian raised an eyebrow and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want her to face more punishnt?"
If Nina wanted, he could lend a hand.
Unexpectedly, Nina shook her head, saying indifferently, "No need, I don’t want to be entangled with them anymore."
Not want to be involved with Vincent Lancaster?
Julian’s eyes darkened, a thoughtful look appearing in them.
Now that Nina seed indifferent towards Vincent Lancaster, perhaps she no longer had feelings for him.
And what about her old fla?
Did that man surpass Vincent?
Although Ethan Sherman had been driven away by his power and had given up on Nina, it didn’t an Nina had forgotten him.
Julian said, "Yes, since you’ve broken up, it’s best not to have any entanglents."
It’s best she doesn’t get involved with her old fla either.
Nina didn’t know what Julian was thinking; she assud he was implying sothing. Thinking about parting ways in the future, with no ties left, she paled a bit.
"What’s wrong?" Julian noticed her paled complexion.
"No, nothing, I bit my tongue," Nina quickly found an excuse to brush it off.
The two of them finished their al each preoccupied with their thoughts.
After eating, Julian was sitting on the sofa. Nina went to find him after washing the dishes.
She sat beside Julian, wanting to say sothing but hesitating.
Julian patiently waited for her to speak without rushing her.
After a mont of deliberation, Nina spoke, "Julian, the mural at Zenith is almost done. If I get other orders, I might have to travel."
Hearing this, Julian’s brows tightly knitted together.
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