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.

felt something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself

still be

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

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 had not been filled with many intimate moments. Even when they were intimate, he would undress himself. She was too shy to look at him,

him. But when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let

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

tightened. Why did she

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

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

could see clearly. When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like he was recovering well.

heart finally

noticed something on his waist. There was a

the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep,

up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two

broke down

were a painful

she hadn’t asked him today, would he have kept it all to himself?

longer, she reached out, her gentle fingers lightly touching the crisscrossing: scars. “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

In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one of his

away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm. She