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.

something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that

No, it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re

and her hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On the other hand, she couldn’t help but remember his words about her eagerness to see his

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

when she was down to the last two buttons, Nicholas let out a soft

afraid of being discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was

did she feel

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

all the buttons undone, she gently started to open

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

finally calmed.

shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving protrusion. Instantly, her heart sank.

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

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

down

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

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

to hold back any longer, she 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

moment of carelessness, a tear dropped

away. Tears were liquid, and