Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 144 Nicholas, Do You Want To Know Who He Is? (2)

He asked. Unable to contain his curiosity, he couldn’t help but ask.

“What?” Nancy looked at Nicholas with confusion. She couldn’t understand why he asked that.

“You mentioned that you had the best years of your life here. Was it because of him? The man you loved for ten years?” He gathered his courage and asked, no longer holding himself back.

Nancy realized what was going on. She turned around and stared at Nicholas, then blinked. Quietly, she asked, “Do you want to know the truth?”

“Yes.” Nicholas nodded.

Nancy nodded as well. “Yes, you’re right. It’s because of him.” It was indeed because of him. Why else? You fool, you are that person. You’re right here.

It felt like a hand was gripping his throat, suffocating him. “Can you tell me

at him, her eyes gleaming. “Do you want

“Yes.”

It’s been years, and many things have changed, but this field remains the same. I was in Grade 10 back then. We were in a boot camp, and I remember standing here. It was scorching hot that day. The weather was sweltering. I wasn’t feeling well, so I fainted

I was taken to the infirmary. I wasn’t fully conscious, but I could feel someone holding me. He held me tightly, running and running and running. The infirmary was quite a distance from the field, but he never put me down. He carried me all the way to the infirmary. It was a hot day, but his embrace was cool. It calmed me down. I was taken to the infirmary, and when

seat beside me, but it was empty. He was gone. I felt sad at that moment. He had saved

I thought he was gone, he came back with a thermos and some heat packs. He gave them to me and told me to rest. I blushed. I was having my period then, and the doctor told him that the intense training, combined with my period, caused me to faint. I thanked him, and

too many students fell ill, and the support team was short on manpower. Her friend told her that the boy had passed by the road outside the field and heard cries for help. That’s when he rushed in and volunteered to take her to

Their meeting wasn’t dramatic or memorable, but

but it only caused more pain. He held back his anguish and asked, “What happened next? Did you find

his name. I found out he was an Qutstanding student in Grade 12. I also discovered that he was a brilliant man. He excelled in his studies and was very popular, especially with the girls. You could say he was like a shining star. He left a lasting impression on my heart and continued to shine since then, but…” Nancy’s voice softened. “He had forgotten about me then. When I found out how great he was

if he didn’t know me, I would still be happy. I didn’t ask for much. Just something simple. As long as