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 herself that he was fine. Why did

it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and

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, she couldn’t help but remember

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

her face grew redder. She held her breath, trying not to disturb him. But when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas

continued once she was sure he was deeply

Why did

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when did you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real

silently before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all the buttons

free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed

heart finally calmed.

shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist.

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

As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered

down

avoid waking him, she stifled her sobs behind her hand, but her heart ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder,

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

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

to fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto

away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want