Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 211

Meeting Christian Again

“No.” Nicholas shook his head solemnly. He wouldn’t risk taking such drastic actions. The sum of three million meant little to him financially, and his sole concern was Nancy’s safety. His plan involved ensuring that the remaining sum would satisfy the thugs, preventing them from further pursuing

them.

His intended course was clear-within twenty minutes, he would have brought her to a safe house he had designated earlier. He had arranged for his men to be present, providing protection should Puck and his men show up. However, the unexpected arrival of the police threw a wrench in his plans.

Nancy looked at Nicholas, confused. “Maybe they came to save us after they found out I was kidnapped.

“Not necessarily. There might be another reason.” He continued, “But I can be sure about one thing”

“What?”

“I believe the police stumbled upon them while they were in hiding. The thugs likely suspected that I had alerted the authorities, so they have come to kill us.”

She took a deep breath. “Good thing we came out in one piece.”

“Yeah, fortunately,” he replied, and his face twisted in pain.

Nancy immediately noticed his distress and urgently inquired, “Nicholas, what-” Her question was cut short when she saw the blood staining Nicholas’ clothing, leaving her utterly bewildered. She wondered. where the blood came from or when he had sustained the injury. “Hang on, Nicholas. You said our men are coming, right? Please don’t scare me. Please be alright.” Her voice trembled with fear.

With a reassuring gesture, he reached out, gently patting her head, and managed a smile. “Don’t be scared, silly. It’s just a shallow wound. Don’t worry, I won’t die. I’m tough.”

Despite his attempt to downplay the situation, she was still distraught. The sight of the bloody wound. on his arm brought tears to her eyes. “This isn’t even a shallow wound. It’s a gunshot wound, Nicholas, Why didn’t you tell me you got shot?”

“You’d cry like a baby if I did.” He smiled.

to reassure herself, she repeated in her

me, Nicholas. I’ll bandage your wound and stop the

lot, Dr. Cohen. What should I do?” he asked, furrowing

of the pain flustered her. “Sorry, Nicholas. I don’t have any painkillers with me. Just hang on. You’re bleeding too much. I have

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I get a kiss now, maybe it won’t be so painful

her boldness. He had

after their kiss, she looked at

power. They say it’s

kisses before

with a playful tone, “Yes, but I’m leaking. I need constant

pinch his arm playfully, yet a trace of nervousness lingered in her actions.

“Okay, I’ll stop talking. You

closed his eyes.

wound. Her trembling hands worked frantically, yet the persisting presence of the lodged

cut through the tension. “Mr. Sallow.”

hurt?” the person

extended his hand. Calmly, he said, “It’s alright. I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

on edge, felt her anxiety heighten at the evident unease

arrived late,

one thought

were hiding in the

guys.”

A group

and Nicholas, one of the officers halted before

need medical assistance?” He inquired, stepping closer.