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.

check his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine.

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

time, she decided to be smart and wait until Nicholas fell 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, she

didn’t mean it that way, it 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

was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let out a soft moan. Her heart skipped a beat, and

she continued once she was sure he was

tightened. Why did

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

his shirt. With all the buttons undone, she gently

light, she could see clearly. When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally

heart finally calmed.

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

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

brushed aside his shirt. As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes.

broke down

but her heart ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she

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

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

In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one

and