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.

was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was

still be injured,

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 couldn’t help but remember his words about her eagerness to

she had never undressed him like this before. Their two years of marriage had not been filled with

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,

she held her breath, afraid of being discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he

did she feel so

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forget the real purpose here: you’re

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

she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like

heart finally

up, she noticed something on his waist. There

fingers. At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep, turning

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

down instantly.

scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but imagine the extent of his injury and the danger he had

him today, would he have kept it all to himself? The

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

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

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