Chapter 216
Chapter 216 Heartbroken
“It’s alright now.” Nichs 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. “Nichs 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 yfully 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
imed.
This time, she decided to be smart and wait until Nichs 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 the other hand, she couldn’t help but remember his words about her eagerness to see his
body.
Although she didn’t mean it that way, it was natural for him to have naughty thoughts when a woman
undressed a man! Especially since she had never undressed him like this before. Their 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 his clothes.
As Nancy thought about this, her heart raced and her face grew redder. She held her breath, trying not
to disturb him. But when she was down to thest two buttons, Nichs let out a soft moan. Her heart
skipped a beat, and her fingers froze on his skin.
Startled, 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 her fingers had
stopped on his toned waist.
Her chest tightened. Why did she feel so dry-mouthed?
Nancy Cohen, when did you be so foolish? Don’t forget the real purpose here: you’re checking if
he’s injured.
She scolded herself silently before continuing to unbutton his shirt. With all the buttons undone, she
gently started to open his shirt.
In the room’s soft light, she could see clearly. 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.
Her heart finally calmed.
But just as she was about to button his shirt back up, she noticed something on his waist. There was a
distinct, curving protrusion. Instantly, her heart sank.
She reached out and gently touched the protrusion with her fingers. At that moment, Nichs shifted.
in his sleep, turning onto his side.
This angle was better for Nancy, and she brushed aside his shirt. As the fabric revealed the wounds on
his back, tears welled up in her eyes. The wounds crisscrossed and almost covered his entire back.
Two particr scars were deep and long, winding and curving like centipedes crawling on his skin.
She broke down instantly.
To avoid waking him, she stifled her sobs behind 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 had
faced.
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If she hadn’t asked him today, would he have kept it all to himself? The more she thought about it, the
more her heart hurt.
Unable to hold back 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 I couldn’t be there with you. It must
have been excruciating when you got these… Do they still hurt?”
Her tears continued to fall. In a moment of carelessness, a tear dropped onto one of his scars.
Panicked, Nancy quickly wiped it away. Tears were liquid, and they were warm. She didn’t want to
wake him.
But the more she wiped, the more her tears flowed. They seemed endless.
She felt heartbroken, overwhelmed by her emotions. And so, her tears continued to drip onto his
wounds.
Suddenly, Nancy made a decision. She leaned down, her lips getting closer to him, and gently kissed
his scars one by one, as if her kisses could ease his pain.
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As the warmth of her kisses washed over Nichs, he shuddered. In reality, he had woken touched his
wounds earlier. But he was afraid that if he woke up, she would ask about what happened. And if she
knew, it would only break her heart even more.
So he pretended to be asleep, like a clueless sleeping beauty.
But he never expected Nancy to lean down and kiss his scars. He had seen those winding and deep
or, some not very aesthetically pleasing. Yet, she didn’t seem to mind at all. The
moment her lips touched his scars, his heart felt a fiery warmth, like a zing fire.
“Nancy…” Unable to hold back any longer, he softly called out her name.
Her tears welled up even more upon hearing his voice. “You fool, why didn’t you inform me about your
severe injury? Are you in pain? Do you still experience difort?”