Seven Days Seven Nights

Chapter 177 Nancy, I Love You Too (1)

Upon hearing this, Nicholas stood frozen like a statue. What did I just hear? Did she really say she loves me? So, I’m the person she loves? But how is that possible? If I hadn’t heard it myself. I wouldn’t have dared to believe it, “Nancy…” He lowered his head, calling her name tenderly and emotionally. At this moment, his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest; he was filled with an indescribable excitement. “Did I hear it wrong? Do you truly love me?” he asked patiently while gently wiping away the tears rolling down her face.

Nancy looked up, her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed quietly at him. Before she could speak, tears streamed down her cheeks again.

“Don’t cry, Nancy. Please don’t cry,” said Nicholas, feeling a pang of heartache when he saw her burst into tears. He cupped her face and pulled her closer to him. Then, he lowered his head, his lips touching her cheek as he softly kissed away the tears that rolled down her face. One by one, he tenderly kissed away her tears in an incredibly gentle manner.

However, the more he acted this way, the harder Nancy cried. She even thought she was dreaming because only in her dreams would he be so gentle with her. Throughout the day, he had been so cold. towards her, treating her like a total stranger. How could he suddenly be so kind to her? “Nicholas…” She wept softly, holding his hand. “Am I dreaming?”

“How could this be a dream? I’m right here with you, you silly girl.”

“But…” Nancy curled herself into a ball with her arms around herself. She said pitifully, “You treated me like a stranger; you didn’t even care when I drank, and you merely watched as others bullied me. Nicholas, you just bullied me during the day. Why would you be so kind to me all of a sudden?” Recalling those scenes, she couldn’t forget them. The look in his eyes and his tone of voice were so cold. back in the private room. It was as if a sword had been stabbed right into her heart.

I’m stupid. There were so many ways to handle this, and yet I chose the dumbest and most roundabout way,

slender and delicate fingers touching his face. Her fingertips traced his eyebrows and his nose before finally resting on his thin lips. “But how could I bear to ignore you?” she whispered. How could I bear to ignore you when all I want

stopped thinking about everything. It was as if her mind had gone blank or as if she was intentionally avoiding any thoughts.

past. This time, however, she was unusually eager, as if trying to prove something. She kissed him passionately, almost completely letting go of her shame and hesitation, summoning all her courage and risking everything. She just wanted to follow her heart, to indulge herself, and to express

something was wrong Nicholas body remained

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her, chilling her body and heart. He really doesn’t love me. So, it’s pointless even when I put aside all my pride and stubbornness and kiss him like this. Indeed, if he

his lips and returned to her spot, curling her lips into a bitter smile. At this moment, she could only wear a smile to conceal the pain inside her. She wanted to leave; the room was filled with steam and mist, making her feel particularly confined, and the

around, the man reached out and grabbed her. His hands cupping her face, he asked softly, “Nancy, can you say it

“Say what?”

Is that true?”