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.

Get one for me,

stare fixed on him, following him wherever he moved. The atmosphere grew

when I got shot,”

Ugh, why did I do that? He scolded himself internally, careful not to voice his thoughts in front of Nicholas. Initially unaware of the

you hurt? Lie on the gurney, and let me see it.

he complied and reclined while pointing at the side of his thigh. She immediately went around to his side. Concern washed over her as she noticed blood

wound.”

Gently, he said, “Yes, I’m counting on

pair of scissors and proceeded to cut

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the woods, creating a mottled effect. Some of it illuminated the ground

a sense of jealousy welled up within him as he

she observed the injury. “It doesn’t look like a new

him.

him with something sharp. And we weren’t in the best environment, so the wound got infected. It was a serious

she felt a surge of emotions, her heart skipping a beat. Tears welled in her eyes, but after a moment, she composed

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

“Because from what I know, your captain is a kind man. He’d

well,

but he