Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 212 Jealous (1)

Christian nodded, his pallor and disheveled appearance not diminishing his gentle smile as he lookert at Nancy. “Yes, it’s me. So, they kidnapped you? How are you feeling? His voice carned concern and

urgency.

I’m fine. Really good now,” she responded promptly, her worry evident as her gaze shifted to him “Are you hurt? You look pale.”

“It’s just a small wound. Don’t worry,” he reassured her with a smile.

However, the officer beside him muttered, “Small wound? Sir, that’s a gunshot wound, and you’re not looking so good.”

“You talk too much,” Christian chided the officer, his eyes fixed on him.

Nancy approached, her concern evident as she asked, “Where are you hurt? Let me see.”

“It’s alright. I’ll go to the hospital and have it bandaged,” Christian said.

“I’m a doctor, remember? I’ll check your wound,” she asserted, turning to the arriving team. “Does anyone have a medical kit?”

“We have one, Ms. Nancy.” Justin stated. He was among the individuals who had arrived to assist Nicholas. As Nicholas’ other assistant, Nancy hadn’t interacted with him much, but she had seen him on a few occasions. Lynn typically handled daily tasks, while Justin was responsible for security. He had a reputation as a skilled fighter, or so Nancy had heard.

one for me, please.”

him wherever he moved. The atmosphere grew chilly, and

that proactive when I

Sallow was jealous again. Ugh, why did I do that? He scolded himself internally, careful not to voice his thoughts in front of Nicholas. Initially unaware of the couple’s divorce, Justin had since referred to

gurney, and let me see it. She opened up the medical

the side of his thigh. She immediately went around to his side. Concern washed over her as she noticed blood seeping through his pants. She contemplated the situation and then said, “I’ll cut the fabric open

wound.”

“Yes, I’m

held up a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut through the fabric.

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illuminated the ground around her. while the rest

However, a sense of jealousy welled up within him as he observed how seriously she was

Her brow furrowed as she observed the injury. “It doesn’t look like a new wound. Is there an old

him.

in his last mission. Someone stabbed him with something sharp. And we weren’t in the best environment, so the wound got infected. It was a serious infection, and he refused to rest, so he never fully healed. And he got shot earlier while saving one of

skipping a beat. Tears welled in her eyes, but after a moment, she composed herself.

are you not surprised, Ms. Cohen? Do you know our captain?” the officer asked, surprised.

I know, your captain is a kind

him well,

but he