Flirting Mistake: I Married My Ex's Billionaire Uncle Overnight

Chapter 2: The Fake Julian Lancaster

Chapter 2: Chapter 2: The Fake Julian Lancaster

Nina Sinclair and Sharon Lancaster returned drunkenly to the Lancaster Family home.

She was pulled upstairs, and Sharon twisted open a room door, "Nina, t-t-tonight you sleep here, this is my hic... room..."

Nina Sinclair was pushed in, feeling confused.

The room was pitch black, she half-opened her eyes and felt her way to the bed, directly falling onto it.

Half an hour later, the room door opened.

Click, a clearly defined hand pressed the light switch, Julian Lancaster walked in indifferently, he took off his suit and threw it onto the bed, covering the small bulge.

After pulling off his tie, he entered the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.

On the bed, Nina Sinclair suddenly began to stir, emerging from the blanket, she mumbled, "I need the bathroom..."

After struggling for a while, she rubbed her eyes and got off the bed, stumbling towards the bathroom, she pushed the door open directly.

In the bathroom, the mist of steam spread, a tall and sturdy silhouette stood under the shower, water cascading down the man’s well-built body, abs and V-line suggestively visible.

Nina Sinclair opened the door as if no one was there, the fog in front of her cleared, she suddenly saw a naked strong figure.

Startled, half the alcohol-filled stupor left her, her pupils contracted intensely.

retreated several steps in shock, but unexpectedly slipped forward again, in panic,

instant, two voices sounded at the same

The man groaned

Sinclair screamed in pain from

tight, a strange woman suddenly appeared in his room

the discomfort, glaring coldly at Nina Sinclair, his

by the fallen item, wincing in pain as she

quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, looking down at her

voice, Nina Sinclair’s

there be

lifted her head to

just covering his important parts, above that was a defined abdomen, the V-line extending straight into the towel, comparable to a model’s perfect

suddenly appeared naked stranger, although his body was perfectly top-notch, Nina Sinclair still

"Who, who are you? Why are

man standing there seemed vaguely familiar, as if she had seen

his thin lips lightly opening, "This is my

Nina Sinclair’s brain

events, also who this

catch him in bed with her best friend, later she went out drinking with Sharon Lancaster to vent, Sharon got her

photo on the marriage certificate,

He he he is...