Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 216 Heartbroken

“It’s alright now.” Nicholas reassured. He still bore the scars from the knife attack and his injuries were not healing properly. He didn’t want Nancy to see them, knowing she would worry given her current

state.

“I don’t believe you. I have to see for myself,” she insisted. Her hand gripped his clothes, ready to unbutton them.

But he quickly grabbed her hand and smirked. “Nancy, you’re quite eager to undress me and examine my body. Why the rush? Once I’m discharged, I’ll find a time for you to slowly undress me and look as much as you want. You can touch wherever you desire.”

His words were suggestive, leaving much to the imagination.

Nancy blushed at his words. “Nicholas Sallow, you… stop talking like that.” She reached out and covered. his mouth. “You know I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Well, maybe my thoughts aren’t so innocent. When you mentioned helping me undress, that’s what came to mind,” he replied mischievously.

Embarrassed, she playfully warned him, “You… stop saying such things. I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Well, Miss Nancy Cohen, do you still want to undress me?”

“N-No,” she stuttered.

But after saying it, she felt something was off. She only wanted to check his injuries and reassure herself that he was fine. Why did he keep stopping her?

There must be a reason. No, it’s his injuries. He must still be injured, and they’re not as harmless as he claimed.

hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On

two years of marriage had not been filled with many intimate moments. Even when they were intimate, he would undress himself. She was too shy to look at him, let alone unbutton

held her breath, trying not to disturb him. But when she was down to the last two buttons,

afraid of being discovered. After what felt like an eternity, she continued once she was sure he was deeply asleep. When she lowered her head, she noticed her fingers had stopped on his toned

chest tightened. Why did she feel so

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Cohen, when did you become so foolish? Don’t forget the real

to unbutton his shirt. With all the buttons undone,

When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like he was recovering well.

heart finally calmed.

button his shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a distinct, curving protrusion. Instantly, her heart sank.

with her fingers. At that moment, Nicholas

shirt. As the fabric revealed the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his

down instantly.

her hand, but her heart ached for him. The scars were a painful reminder, and she couldn’t help but imagine the extent of his injury and the danger he

him today, would he have kept it all to himself? The more she thought about it, the more her heart

any longer, she reached out, her gentle fingers lightly touching the crisscrossing: scars. “I’m sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and

moment of carelessness, a tear dropped

away. Tears were liquid, and they were

more her

heartbroken, overwhelmed by her emotions. And so, her

wounds.