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

a reason. No, it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re not as

Nicholas fell asleep. As she unbuttoned his shirt, her palms grew sweaty and her hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about

Especially since she had never undressed him like this before. Their two years

her heart raced and her face grew redder. She held her breath, trying not to disturb him. But when she was

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

Why did she feel

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you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose here: you’re checking if

herself silently before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all

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

heart finally

she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct,

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

her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars were deep and long, winding and curving like

broke down

were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but imagine

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

reached out, 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 with you. It must have been excruciating when you got these… Do they still hurt?”

In a moment of carelessness, a tear

Nancy quickly wiped it away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want