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

Chapter 3: The Marriage Certificate Isn’t Fake

Chapter 3: Chapter 3: The Marriage Certificate Isn’t Fake

The usually reserved and conservative Nina Sinclair felt utterly embarrassed, as if she’d lost all her dignity today, breaking through all limits.

Seeing she was still holding the towel, Nina hastily handed it to him, her face turning an unnatural shade of red. "I... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to."

Help!

She felt like some kind of creepy voyeur!

Julian Lancaster calmly put on a bathrobe, the belt cinching around his well-toned waist, the black robe exuding a refined and noble aura.

He turned and walked out of the bathroom, with Nina hobbling behind him, head down, feeling like she was still dreaming.

Once outside, she stood there awkwardly.

"Come here." Julian walked over to the sofa holding a medical kit.

Nina tiptoed over and sat down on a chair. Julian opened the medical kit, and glanced at Nina’s tight pants, his brow furrowing instinctively.

He turned to fetch a pair of scissors.

Nina froze, "What are you going to do?"

Could he be planning to snip her because she accidentally saw his unspeakable parts?

the scissors swiftly shredded

wound was high up, the cut extended to the

red, and she nervously said, "Hey, wait a

large hand held down

"I won’t dare move."

he’d accidentally stab

his parts, and now he was looking at her leg.

fair, with a long gash at the thigh

close, and Nina couldn’t

photo, where Sharon had photoshopped them together, making

only a tenth of his good looks. From her viewpoint, his straight, prominent nose and deep-set features appeared to be meticulous creations of

was

and then applied them

She

hurts... can’t you be gentle!!" Nina yelped

holding back

to hurt a bit,

her fists, gritting her teeth

was treated, and Julian packed up the medical supplies, saying, "It’s done. Don’t let

"Th-thank you."

talk." The man

what?" Nina looked at him

want