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.

only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine. Why did he

still be injured, and

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

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, let alone unbutton

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, and her fingers froze on

discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When

did she feel

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when did you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose here: you’re

silently before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all the

any noticeable injuries,

heart finally

about to button his shirt back up, she noticed something on his

and gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep, turning onto

back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds

down

ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but imagine the extent of his injury and the danger

kept it all to

hold back any 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

fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one of his scars.

quickly wiped it away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm.