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.

wanted to check his injuries and reassure

his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re not as harmless

trembled slightly. On one hand,

had never undressed him like this before. Their two years of marriage had not been filled with many intimate moments. Even when they

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

her breath, afraid of being discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head, she noticed her fingers had stopped on his toned waist.

Why did

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foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose here:

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

the room’s soft light, she could see clearly. When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she

finally

button his shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a

touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that

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

down instantly.

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

today, would he have kept it all to himself? The more she thought about it, the more her heart hurt.

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

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

liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t