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.

saying it, she felt something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was

a reason. No, it’s his injuries. He must still

trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On the other hand, she couldn’t help but remember his words about her eagerness to see

undressed him like this before. Their two years of marriage had not been filled with many intimate moments. Even when they were intimate, he would undress himself. She was too shy to look

trying not to disturb him. But when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let out

she was sure he was deeply asleep. When

chest tightened. Why did

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foolish? Don’t forget

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

see clearly. When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of

finally

as she was about to button his shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving protrusion.

and gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that

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

down

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

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

in so much pain and danger, and I couldn’t be there with you. It must have been excruciating when you got

tears continued to fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear

Nancy quickly wiped it away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want to