Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 213 Jealous (2)

As Nancy approached, she found Nicholas lying beneath a tree with his eyes closed. “What’s wrong? Let me take a look,” she asked, concerned.

However, he remained silent, keeping his eyes shut.

She persisted, “Are you in pain? Is it the wound or the bullet bothering you?”

Nicholas didn’t respond. Sensing his discomfort, Nancy pressed her lips together and chose to stay quiet.

Eventually, unable to bear the silence, he reluctantly opened his eyes, his expression filled with discontent. He spoke, almost like a wounded puppy, “So, you still care about me?”

“Of course, I care about you.”

“I was coughing and in agony from my wound. I called out, but you didn’t bother to check on me,” he grumbled.

“But I’m here now.”

“It’s different now. You only came because you were already done treating Christian.”

“But I bandaged your wound first, and he was hurt worse than you, and his wound wasn’t bandaged. It was a critical moment just now. I couldn’t get distracted. I had to focus,” said Nancy.

Nicholas looked away and grunted. “In the end, you think he’s more important. He’s number one, I’m number two.”

while

“I didn’t say that.” Nancy shrugged.

your actions proved it.”

do anything. Then she clarified, “He has a

on the tree, refusing to look at her. He threw a little tantrum. “What I saw was that you only cared about him and

to contain his laughter, realizing how priceless this moment was. He thought, Oh, this trip was worth it. I’d never have seen this side of

stood beside Nicholas, contemplating for a moment, before asking, “Does your wound

hurt?”

pain’s gone,”

She said, “They’re already gone. Why don’t we leave

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wouldn’t

Christian. Then, it struck her-jealousy. Nicholas was jealous because she had shown concern for both of them. The bullets

she playfully prodded, “Open your eyes, Nicholas. Open your

a statue, unresponsive. Nancy tilted her head and plucked a long

his eyes. Seeing her beaming smile deepened his internal turmoil.

the corners of his lips, and then playfully tugged them upward. She teased, “Come on, Nicholas. Show me that smile. You look so tense, not cute

I can’t muster a smile as effortlessly

dropped the act, lowering her hands, and regarded

Of course. You’re so stupid, you only realize it now? Aloud, he responded, “No. Do you think I’m

looked at him and said slowly, “I see. Then, you don’t need me to

striking leopard, seizing her by the arms and pulling her into a

want to see me, I’ll just stay away from

staying

you’re not mad at

trying to