CHAPTER 59: CHAPTER 59: FULFILLING MADAM LANCASTER’S DUTIES

Nina Sinclair dragged her feet for a while. After drinking a large glass of iced water to suppress the restlessness in her heart, she anxiously returned to the room.

Julian Lancaster wasn’t sleeping either. He had already regained his composed and cold demeanor, as if the previous moment of nearly losing control had been an illusion.

Upon hearing her movement, he looked up at Nina and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Nina’s heart skipped a beat, "Do... do what?"

Could Julian possibly want to continue what was unfinished earlier, wanting to do that with her?

It seems they had signed an agreement, which stated... that when necessary, she must fulfill her duties as Madam Lancaster, so whatever he wanted to do now, should she cooperate?

Nina took a deep breath, looking every bit as if she were resolute in the face of death, and walked over.

She lay down beside Julian, eyes tightly shut, and through clenched teeth said, "Go ahead."

Seeing Nina’s body tense, like a tightly drawn bow, with fists clenched at her sides, ready to face her fate bravely, Julian found it somewhat amusing.

He gently curled his lips into a smile. What was this woman thinking?

"Get up, I want to talk to you about something."

Opening her eyes, Nina saw Julian looking at her, with what seemed like a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Was he laughing at her?

So he didn’t actually want to... just now?

A misunderstanding!

Nina’s face flushed hot, and she immediately sat up, "Talk, talk about what?"

Julian suppressed his smile, furrowing his brows, and said seriously, "In the future, don’t sleep in such revealing clothes, otherwise I might think you’re deliberately trying to seduce me."

Nina was stunned. She glanced down at her pajamas.

It was summer now, and she was wearing knee-length shorts with short sleeves that only exposed her arms. Every place that needed to be covered was covered securely. How were these pajamas revealing?

Nina widened her eyes, unable to resist defending herself.

She looked at Julian, displeased, "I don’t think there’s a problem with my pajamas. It’s you! Do you know that every night you fall asleep, you lie on me and hold me? You’re so heavy, I can’t push you off!"

"What did you say?" Julian was surprised.

His gaze was sharp, staring at Nina, suspecting she was lying. How could he possibly have such poor sleeping posture?

Nina held her head high, her eyes clear, with no sign of guilt, not like she was lying.

Julian had never slept with anyone else, so he didn’t know his sleeping posture was bad.

He originally just wanted to remind Nina of something.

Previously misunderstanding that she might be pregnant, he might have used that as an excuse to compose himself, but now he knew she wasn’t pregnant and that nothing had happened with Vincent either.

The impulse was easy to arise, like just now he almost wanted to do something with her.

After a moment of silence, Julian said, "If not, better. From now on, I’ll sleep in the living room."

He stood up and walked out voluntarily.

Watching Julian leave, Nina found it a bit baffling, but since he chose to sleep elsewhere, it wasn’t her concern.

So, she lay down in peace and soon drifted into dreamland.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a sharp pain in her stomach, like she’d been beaten up, pulling her out of her sweet dreams.

She covered her stomach, frowning deeply.

Was it something she ate, or that glass of iced water before bed?

Suddenly, she remembered her period was coming. Having forgotten about it earlier, she’d unwisely gulped down a large glass of iced water, and now it was killing her.

She wanted to get up to grab some painkillers, but it hurt so much that she couldn’t stand and ended up falling to the floor with a dull thud.

The door opened, and a tall figure quickly entered. Julian’s voice sounded above her, "What’s wrong with you?"

Nina, clutching her stomach with a pained expression, said, "My stomach hurts. Can you get me the painkillers from the top drawer outside?"