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.

She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure

it’s his injuries. He must still be

slightly. On one

was natural for 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

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, and her fingers froze on

an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head, she

chest tightened. Why did she feel

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Don’t forget the real purpose here: you’re checking if

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

smooth chest free from any noticeable

finally

noticed something on

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

tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars

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 but imagine the extent of

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

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

of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one of his

liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want to wake