Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 14 Nicholas, You Are Too Biased

He blinked his sore eyes and followed Nancy.

The ward was very quiet. It was a top-notch luxury suite where everything was the best.

Nicholas sat beside Madelline, holding her hands tightly, gazing at her with deep affection.

“Nicholas, there’s something I ….

Halfway through Nancy’s words, he coldly interrupted her, “Lower your voice and wait for me

outside.”

She waited for over ten minutes.

The corridor outside was quite chilly. Nancy’s hands turned icy and reddened after just a short while of standing there.

When Nicholas came out, she was vigorously rubbing her hands.

“Now you can speak.” He frowned and looked at Nancy with a cold and distant gaze.

Nancy quickly rattled off the license plate numbers and described the guy’s looks. Then she said, “Here’s the dude’s license plate and all his information. He was drunk and ran off. You should report him!”

After that, she walked away.

She didn’t dare to witness him showing deep affection to another woman.

Knowing it is enough for her.

Why make her see it with her own eyes?

It’s incredibly cruel.

Then, as she had just taken a couple of steps, Nicholas’ voice came from behind, “Is there nothing- else you want to say to Madelline besides this?”

Nancy stopped suddenly. She knew what Nicholas wanted to hear.

However, she wouldn’t say it.

She was not wrong in this matter.

Just because Madelline had an accident and got injured, did she have to admit fault and

apologizet

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Right and wrong aren’t defined that way.

turning around, her clear gaze met Nicholas, and she calmly asked, “So, what do you think I should say?”

chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Should I apologize to her, say I was wrong, or kneel and

you?” Nicholas countered.

eyes, Nancy looked at him with a cynical smile and replied, “Nicholas, humans. can be

a conflict between me and her, she’s always right one, and I’m always on the wrong side

of her

you make her apologize

silence as a response.

shouldn’t have asked in the

did she even bother to fantasize when she already knew the

the accident, and she’s the one injured. All you’re being asked for is an apology. Is

Huh! Too much?

“Is it?”

to respond to

home, Nancy instructed the chefs to prepare various delicious

turning sorrow and anger into an appetite an excellent way to cope? Good food is

In the end, she locked herself in the

no energy left

remove greasy and strongly flavored dishes from the

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little porridge and a bit of pickled

meal, Nancy took a shower and

asleep as soon as her head touched

was that she woke up at 3 in

was pitch black outside the window. The night seemed like a blob of ink, and nothing could

seen.

”

out and instinctively touched the spot beside her.

the right side was

heart was ice-cold as well.

didn’t come

he must care for her at the hospital.

knew, you were still hoping, weren’t you?”

a thin shawl, she stood by the window.

thunder rumbled, echoing as it

after, and large raindrops relentlessly battered against the

to bed, clutching the blanket

afraid of heavy

mother was a nurse who often had night shifts, she frequently had

and was a gambler, was frequently absent. He was either gone for months, returning home to ask her

on, her mother would lock Nancy in the

petrified whenever there was lightning and

on all the lights and bury herself under the blanket.

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