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.

be smart and wait until Nicholas fell asleep. As she unbuttoned his shirt, her palms grew sweaty and her hands trembled slightly. On one hand, she worried about the severity of his injuries. On

this before. Their two years of marriage had not been filled

her face grew redder. She held her breath, trying not to disturb him. But when she was down

she held her breath, 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

chest tightened. Why did she feel

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you become so foolish? Don’t forget the

shirt. With all the buttons undone, she gently

room’s soft light, she could see clearly. When she saw his smooth chest free from any noticeable injuries, she finally breathed a

finally

shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a

out and gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment, Nicholas

the wounds on his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back. Two particular scars were deep and long, winding and curving like centipedes crawling on

broke down

him. The scars were a painful reminder,

all to

sorry, Nick. You were in so much pain and danger, and I couldn’t be there with you. It

continued to fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one

Tears were liquid, and

the more

heartbroken, overwhelmed by her emotions. And so,

wounds.