It was as if he had let down his guard in front of her.

She knew it would be like this. His sturdy back also bore wounds, scars crisscrossing it, giving it a fierce appearance, leaving marks of imperfection on that flawless figure.

Nina looked at his broad back, knowing his capacity now to shoulder the responsibilities of the York family, but who would imagine the weight his shoulders bore.

Her hand gently touched his back, causing Nash's body to stiffen for a moment. His gaze deep, he didn't reject her touch, only his hoarse voice telling her, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Each scar pierced Nina's heart. She remained silent, but her fists clenched tightly.

He was unwilling to bring it up, perhaps these scars were memories Nash preferred not to revisit, including the time with her.

there were still secrets about Nash she didn't know. She even speculated that he used to

also mentioned that she disliked Sally, even going as far as to claim that she was the one who raised Nash, implying that Sally had no right to assert dominance in her presence. Clearly, despite being his mother, Sally

less than happy. Looking at it now, Sally cherished her son. Maybe in middle age, she had finally realized it! Nina's mind was in turmoil,

shirt and

went to the closet to fetch clothes for him. She placed a set of pajamas by the bathroom door. Taking care of his daily life had become routine for her, and

Would another woman come into his life, familiar with his habits, and satisfy him? If so, would he quickly forget

without her. Nina grabbed her own pajamas

emerged from the shower. She remained still, feigning

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