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.

check his injuries and reassure herself that he

He must still be injured, and they’re not as harmless as he claimed.

trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On the other hand, she

had never undressed him like this before. Their two years of marriage had

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

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

did she feel so dry-mouthed?

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

scolded herself silently before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all the buttons undone,

any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It

finally

she noticed something on his waist.

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

As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire

down

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

to himself? The more she thought about it, the

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

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

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