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.

was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine. Why did he keep

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

one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On the other hand, she couldn’t help

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 when they were intimate, he would undress himself. She

was down to the

of being discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head,

Why did she feel so dry-mouthed?

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when did you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real

all the buttons undone, she gently started

any

heart finally calmed.

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

gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment, Nicholas shifted. in his sleep, turning onto his

brushed aside 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

down instantly.

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

have kept it all to himself? The more she thought

reached out, her gentle fingers lightly touching the crisscrossing: scars. “I’m sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and

continued to fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear

were liquid, and