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.

something was off. She only wanted to check his

No, it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re not as harmless as he

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

him to have naughty thoughts when a woman undressed a man! Especially since she had never undressed him like this before. Their two years of marriage

and her face 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 a beat,

she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her

tightened. Why did

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become so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose here: you’re checking if he’s injured.

continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all the buttons undone, she gently

chest free from any noticeable injuries,

finally calmed.

his shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving protrusion. Instantly, her heart

fingers. At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep, turning onto

was better for Nancy, and she brushed aside his shirt. As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars were deep

down

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

would he have kept it all to himself? The more she thought about it, the more her

“I’m sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and I couldn’t be there with you. It must have been excruciating when you got

moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one of

wiped it away. Tears were liquid, and they were