Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 167 Consumed By Jealousy

This was a text that Nancy didn’t dare to reply to, and she didn’t dare to ask him for the reason either, afraid that she would receive the answer that had been repeated so many times before.

Moreover, men kissed for various reasons-pity, impulse, and desire. She no longer dared to hope for anything or harbor any unrealistic dreams.

That night, both of them went to bed very late. The next day, when Nancy walked out of her room, she found Nicholas awake and busy in the kitchen.

As a delicious smell wafted out of the kitchen, the doorbell suddenly rang, and she went to answer it.

Seeing that it was Christian standing outside, she paused for a second before snapping back to her senses. “Oh, it’s you, Christian. What brings you here?”

“I thought it might be inconvenient for you since you’re living alone with a twisted foot, so I brought you breakfast. After this, I can also drop you off at the hospital,” he said casually.

Nancy’s heart was filled with unease as she scratched her head. The fact that Nicholas was inside now made her feel overwhelmed. Thanks, Christian. You’re-”

She wasn’t able to finish her sentence because Nicholas suddenly dashed over, his voice as cold as ice when he spoke. “Since when do cops have this much free time on their hands that they can even deliver breakfast for others?”

At the sight of Nicholas, Christian was taken aback but quickly accepted it. They’re married, to begin with. Maybe Nancy moved out because they fought. It’s nothing out of the ordinary for them to live together again after they’ve worked out their differences.

Suppressing the surprise in his eyes, Christian replied politely, “I’ll extend my help whenever my friend needs it, but since your husband is here, I won’t impose myself any longer.” With that, he turned

to leave.

Looking at the breakfast in his hands, Nancy was touched and quickly stopped him. “Wait… If I’m right, you haven’t had breakfast either. Since we’re friends, let’s have breakfast together.”

Before Christian could answer, Nicholas was already furious. He had woken up early in the morning to prepare

breakfast for her, but it couldn’t compare to the one Christian had bought for her.

dragged Nancy into the room, and then closed the room

what are you- doing? She couldn’t finish her sentence because

say, but the more she fought back, the deeper he kissed her

speaking, he found the opportunity to escalate. Right now, he was no different from an enraged hon, trying to prove his existence so desperately that he had resorted to the most

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would only push Nancy further away from him. When he finally released her, his eyes were bloodshot,

head lowered, she sobbed silently, her

fact that she rejected being intimate with him so strongly

you hate me that

take me for? You only kiss me whenever you want me, but I’m a person with my own thoughts

to vent my frustrations? Is that how she sees it? At this moment, Nicholas felt like a fool, and a stabbing pain struck his chest. His lips curled upward as he sneered. “Nancy, no matter what

he’s him. It’s impossible to compare the two

the romance that was etched deepest into her heart. It was a deep love that

hand, Christian was a friend to her-a very dear friend whom she cherished, held in high regard, and wouldn’t

were completely separate entities, so there was no comparison between the two. However, Nicholas interpreted her words differently.

looking at Nancy, and a self-deprecating chuckle escaped his lips. “What a way to put it. You’re right; I can’t be compared to him in your heart. He’s the important one, and I’m nothing.” Turning around, he didn’t look back as his tall,

reason, Nancy felt that his back was filled with loneliness and sorrow. But what is he

completely disappeared, she opened her mouth and

that he’s wrong and he’s the most important person in my heart, what will change? It’s

even though they hadn’t spent every single day together, they had spent some intimate time together. There was no spark between us even after such a long time together Why would things

and Nancy stared at the oatmeal porridge that was still cooking on the stove and turned uff the stove before e

it in silence

the swelling on her ankle had greatly reduced, it

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little, and because she left the house a little later than usual, she