Seven Days Seven Nights

Chapter 216 Heartbroken

“It’s alright now.” Nicholas reassured. He still bore the scars from the knife attack and his injuries were not healing properly. He didn’t want Nancy to see them, knowing she would worry given her current

state.

“I don’t believe you. I have to see for myself,” she insisted. Her hand gripped his clothes, ready to unbutton them.

But he quickly grabbed her hand and smirked. “Nancy, you’re quite eager to undress me and examine my body. Why the rush? Once I’m discharged, I’ll find a time for you to slowly undress me and look as much as you want. You can touch wherever you desire.”

His words were suggestive, leaving much to the imagination.

Nancy blushed at his words. “Nicholas Sallow, you… stop talking like that.” She reached out and covered. his mouth. “You know I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Well, maybe my thoughts aren’t so innocent. When you mentioned helping me undress, that’s what came to mind,” he replied mischievously.

Embarrassed, she playfully warned him, “You… stop saying such things. I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Well, Miss Nancy Cohen, do you still want to undress me?”

“N-No,” she stuttered.

his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine. Why did

it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re not as harmless as he claimed.

shirt, her palms grew sweaty and her hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his

two years of marriage had not been

grew redder. She held her breath, trying not to disturb him. But when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let out a soft moan. Her heart skipped

eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head, she noticed her fingers had

did

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Cohen, when did you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose

before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all

from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of

heart finally

up, she noticed something on

fingers. At

tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars were deep and long, winding and curving like

down instantly.

sobs behind her hand, but her heart ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but imagine

kept it all to himself? The more she thought about it,

sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and I couldn’t be there with

a moment of carelessness, a

liquid, and they were warm. She