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.

only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that

his injuries. He must still be

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

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 intimate moments. Even

trying not to disturb him. But when she was down to

she held 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

did she feel

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

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

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

heart finally calmed.

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

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

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

down

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

to himself? The more she thought about

crisscrossing: scars. “I’m sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and I

of carelessness, a tear dropped

and they were warm. She didn’t want to wake