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.

after saying it, she felt something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure

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

On one hand, she worried about the

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

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

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

tightened. Why did she feel so dry-mouthed?

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become so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose

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

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

heart finally

back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving protrusion.

At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep, turning onto his side.

wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds

down

him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but

would he have kept it all to himself? The more she thought about

Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and I couldn’t be there with you. It

moment of carelessness,

liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t