CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 21: MY KIDNEYS ARE FINE, NO NEED FOR SUPPLEMENTS

Julian Lancaster stepped forward and snatched the items from her hand, frowning as he said, "What are you doing!"

Nina Sinclair looked up, somewhat puzzled, at Julian Lancaster.

Earlier, she saw this item on sale and picked it up to take a look, why did he act as if she had committed a grave offense?

"What’s wrong? You don’t like eating this?"

Nina Sinclair suddenly realized that some people can’t stand the gamey taste of mutton. Could Julian Lancaster be so emotional because he doesn’t eat it?

Living with a stranger again indeed requires knowing each other’s preferences. She was too hasty and didn’t ask if he liked it or not.

Nina Sinclair sincerely apologized, "Sorry, I didn’t know you don’t eat this."

Julian Lancaster smirked coldly, his eyes mocking as he stared at her.

This woman starts to apologize and backpedal as soon as he catches her, she really knows when to advance and retreat!

The good impression Nina Sinclair gave him indeed only lasted one second.

After not getting results with Vincent, she still harbors unscrupulous intentions. Buying sheep kidney for him, intending to strengthen him, so he’d feel more impelled towards her?

Julian Lancaster chuckled deeply, "My kidneys are fine, I don’t need sheep kidneys for nourishment. And in the future, don’t entertain these ridiculous thoughts anymore."

Nina Sinclair was stunned for a moment, slowly digesting his words.

Her eyes fell on that box he had put back earlier, she only noticed the sale tag just now, it seemed like offal but she hadn’t paid attention to what it was. Now she saw clearly it was sheep kidney.

He thought she was trying to supplement him?

Nina Sinclair’s cheeks gradually flushed with embarrassment, she wanted to explain, but Julian Lancaster was already pushing the cart away.

Alas, she had to accept this accusation again.

Next, they bought a lot of things, and after returning to the apartment, Nina Sinclair efficiently categorized the vegetables and meats into the fridge.

The apartment wasn’t large, without a separate study, so for Nina Sinclair to work, she could only occupy a corner of the living room.

She took out everything she needed and began planning the exterior design for Zenith.

Yvette Thompson’s requirements were very detailed, Nina Sinclair had to summon her energy to complete the order smoothly.

She spread out a mat on the floor, tossed her pencils and other items onto it, and casually sat down to start sketching.

Julian Lancaster sat on the sofa, his gaze resting on Nina Sinclair.

She bowed her head, sketching and writing on the paper, the way her slender, fair hand held the pen appeared exceptionally graceful, the evening sunlight streaming through the window seemed to cast a gentle glow over her.

Julian Lancaster suddenly felt the scene in front of him resembled a painting.

Nina Sinclair was indeed a peculiar woman; she always made him feel she had hidden motives but then would refresh his understanding.

Julian Lancaster suddenly became interested in what Nina Sinclair was drawing.

He stood up from the sofa and walked towards Nina Sinclair.

When Nina Sinclair was fully absorbed in her work, she was entirely focused and not influenced by her surroundings, consequently unaware Julian Lancaster was behind her.

When she paused, supporting herself with her arms to stretch leisurely, her hand inadvertently brushed against something soft yet firm.

She quickly turned around in shock, only to find Julian Lancaster standing behind her without her noticing.

Could she have accidentally hit something of his just now?

Nina Sinclair was flustered and hurriedly stood up, repeatedly apologizing, "I... It was an accident, are you okay?"