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.

felt something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine. Why did he keep stopping her?

injuries. He must still

unbuttoned his shirt, her palms grew sweaty and her hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries.

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

not to disturb him. But when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let out a soft moan. Her

she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head, she noticed her fingers had stopped

Why did she feel so

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forget the real purpose here: you’re checking

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 breathed a sigh

heart finally

something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving

and gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment,

his shirt. As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars were deep and long, winding and curving like centipedes crawling on his skin.

down instantly.

waking him, she stifled her sobs behind her hand, but her heart ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t

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

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

moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto

were liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want to