Chapter 11
I Seem to Keep Making a Fool of Myself
But this man hadn't complained once just now.
A man like that was way too charming. It was very easy to like him.
Claire Bennett also didn't want him to keep working so hard, so she said, "Let's head back first. If we're missing anything, we can come buy it tomorrow."
They left the market and walked back to the apartment.
Julian Sterling was carrying a whole pile of bags in his hands, while Claire Bennett's hands were completely empty.
She heard a young couple passing by at her side whispering, "Look at that boyfriend, he's so sweet to his girlfriend. He won't even let her carry anything. Unlike you—you won't even carry my bag for me..."
Claire Bennett turned to look at Julian Sterling and realized that she really had been taking it for granted a little.
Back when she had been with Ethan Sterling, they had been just like that couple who had walked past a moment ago. Ethan Sterling wouldn't even carry a bag for her.
She felt a little guilty and reached out, wanting to help carry some of his things. "Let me help you with that."
There was no way Julian Sterling was going to let Claire Bennett carry anything. He lifted his hand slightly so she couldn't touch it. "No need."
Seeing that, Claire Bennett reached up to grab it.
Unexpectedly, she stumbled and fell straight into him.
Her face slammed into his chest, nearly flattening her nose. It hurt so much her eyes immediately filled with tears.
Claire Bennett hadn't expected that trying to take something from him would end in something this embarrassing. It seemed like she kept making a fool of herself in front of Julian Sterling.
Could it be that she'd been hit with some terrible curse that made her humiliate herself in front of this man?
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
A trace of disdain appeared in Julian Sterling's deep eyes. As far as he was concerned, Claire Bennett had done it on purpose. She really didn't miss a single chance to seduce him.
What a childish trick!
Feeling the man's intense gaze, Claire Bennett was mortified, and she hurried off in flustered retreat.
Julian Sterling watched Claire Bennett's retreating figure, his brows knitting slightly.
The feeling of her soft, delicate body pressed tightly against him seemed to still linger, and she carried a fresh, sweet scent.
Julian Sterling pressed his lips together, suppressing the emotions in his heart, then strode after Claire Bennett on his long legs.
After they returned to the apartment, Claire Bennett stuffed the newly bought comforter into Julian Sterling's hands and said, "Go put the comforter in the cover. I'll go cook."
After saying that, Claire Bennett carried the pot and vegetables into the kitchen.
Julian Sterling looked at the comforter that had been shoved into his hands, his brows drawing tightly together.
Work like this was done by the servants of the Sterling family. As the Sterling family's eldest son, he had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, waited on hand and foot since childhood. He had never done this kind of work himself, and no one had ever dared order him around.
But his identity right now was that of a driver, so Julian Sterling resigned himself to taking the bedding into the room.
In the kitchen, Claire Bennett washed everything clean, then glanced at the view outside the window.
The scenery from here was pretty nice, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.
Because of Julian Sterling's gentlemanly manner, she suddenly felt that this marriage didn't seem quite as hard to accept as she'd imagined.
Mm... wasn't he taking a little too long to put on the comforter cover?
She wiped her hands clean and went to the room to take a look.
What she found was the man standing in front of the bed, while the comforter and the cover in his hands seemed to be fighting each other already. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he were facing some century-defining problem, and he looked almost ridiculous.
She walked over and asked, "You don't even know how to put a comforter in its cover?"
Julian Sterling said nothing.
Claire Bennett thought about it and felt that for a grown man, it was probably normal if he'd never done things like this before.
"Then go help out in the kitchen." She shooed Julian Sterling away.
Not long after, the sound of shattering glass rang out from the kitchen.
Crash!
Claire Bennett hurried over to the kitchen.
What she saw was Julian Sterling standing there with a dark expression, with shattered bowls and plates in front of him. Seeing that the newly bought dishes had been broken before they'd even been used, Claire Bennett felt a little pained.
Julian Sterling hadn't expected an accident like this either.
Claire Bennett walked up helplessly and said irritably, "Forget it. Go sit outside. You don't need to do anything."
Julian Sterling couldn't do anything right. He really did look like some rich young master whose hands had never touched housework. Did he not have even the slightest bit of basic life knowledge?
Before long, Claire Bennett had simply prepared the meal.
The two sat at the dining table, and Julian Sterling hadn't expected Claire Bennett to be such a good cook.
He had never been picky about food, yet after eating what she made, he actually had the feeling that no matter what other delicacies he ate afterward, they'd be missing a certain special something. The dissatisfaction he felt toward Claire Bennett also eased somewhat.
"Oh, right!" As if she had just thought of something, Claire Bennett lifted her eyes to Julian Sterling and asked, "Do you know when the real Julian Sterling will be back from his business trip? About when?"
Julian Sterling answered casually, "Maybe half a year."
That long on a business trip?
Ethan Sterling was getting engaged next month, so there was plenty of time!
Claire Bennett curled her lips into a happy smile and finally let out a complete sigh of relief. Then she asked, "I forgot to ask—what's your name?"
The man's expression didn't change. His sexy thin lips uttered three words: "Julian Sterling."