Chapter 178
Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey
Chapter 178 Nancy, I Love You Too (2)
Nancy shook her head, resisting Nicholas. âDonât tell me. Nicholas. I donât want to hear it.â
Nicholas cupped her face in his hands, lowering his head until his nose touched hers, and let out a soft chuckle. Silly girl, I knew you must have misunderstood me. âNancy...â he began, gazing at her. In that moment, his eyes shone brightly, as if countless stars were twinkling within them. Then, his thin lips parted, and he spoke with the gentlest words, âListen to me: Iâve never considered your feelings for me to be a nuisance. On the contrary, Iâm very, very happy about it.â
âWhy?â Nancy asked stupidly. She felt her brain capacity was insufficient to think clearly.
âSilly girl, itâs because I love you, too!â
When those words exploded in her head, Nancyâs first thought was that she must be dreaming. How else could she hear such words? He loves me? Does he really love me?
After ten years, this was almost something she didnât dare to dream about. When she married him, her only hope was to spend the rest of their lives together; just being with him brought her immense joy and satisfaction. Later, witnessing his unique affection and care for Madelline, she didnât even dare to hope. But now, he was telling her that he loved her!
She was stunned and could hardly think. It took her a while to find her voice again. âBut arenât you in love with-
Nicholas interrupted her before she could finish. âNancy, that was in the past. I know I didnât treat you well back then; I always broke your heart and made you upset, but itâs different now. I know that I love you. Iâm sorry. I shouldnât have made so many mistakes, let alone hurt you,â he said, bringing her hand to his lips and kissing it repeatedly. âItâs all my fault. Do you know how upset I was when you asked for a divorce? I didnât want to be apart from you at all, but you were so determined. I even considered resorting to dirty means to keep you with me for as long as possible, but Nancy, whether it was then or now, I donât want to force you. I know youâre angry with me for the mistakes Iâve made. You can do whatever you want to me. Just donât ignore me.â
Nancyâs eyes widened in disbelief; if she hadnât heard it herself, she wouldnât have dared to believe her own ears. This was the scenario she had dreamt of so many times, but now that it was actually happening, she suddenly forgot how to react. It took a while before she regained her composure. The next moment, she looked up, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. Soon, tears cascaded down her cheeks uncontrollably.
It had been ten years; she had loved him for ten years, during which time she had married him and separated from him. Just when she thought everything was a one-woman show, he told her that he loved her, too. The moment she realized this, she couldnât hold back anymore. It was as if the more than 3,000 days and nights of unrequited love and yearning had found an outlet.
She didnât even know how she had gotten through so many days and nights. She had thought that it would be like this for the rest of her life-that she would grow old and die alone harboring this unrequited love. But now, she finally understood that all her efforts were meaningful This is enough This is more than enough.
âWhy are youârrying? Did I say something wrong? Or did I upsci you in some wayâ Nicholas asked, his heart aching when he saw her cry 1/3 âNo, itâs not that.â Nancy shook her head. She earnestly explained, âIâm not upset. Iâm just...â Suddenly, she couldnât find the right word to describe her feelings. So, she threw herself into his arms, squeezing her petite figure into his broad embrace. She wanted to hold him tight and feel his warmth and breath.
So, this is what being in love feels like. Itâs sweet and reassuring. This is no longer unrequited love; itâs not just me giving anymore. I love him so, so much. âNicholas...â she said, calling his name. In reality, she didnât know. what she wanted to say.
She just wanted to call his name..
âHmm?â Nicholas responded softly, his tone lifting at the end as he silently waited for her to continue. However, after waiting for a while, he didnât hear anything from her. He lowered his head and asked. tenderly, âWhy donât you say anything? Iâm still waiting.â
Nancy smiled and snuggled back into his embrace. She replied in a low voice, âItâs nothing. I just wanted to call your name.â
âDo you really have nothing to say?â he asked.
Nancy shook her head slightly. She felt incredibly happy just lying in his arms like this, feeling his breath and listening to his heartbeat. For the first time, she realized how fulfilling and joyful it was to have their hearts connected and to be in love with each other. Even if they didnât do anything, just. cuddling each other in silence would bring tremendous satisfaction.
Apparently, Nicholas didnât think so. âNancy...â This time, it was his turn to call her name.
âMm-hmm, Nancy responded, thinking he just wanted to call her name like she had just done.
The next moment, however, she realized she was wrong-Nicholas turned on the shower again and stood under the showerhead with her in his arms. In an instant, the hot water poured over both of them, the streams of warm water feeling incredibly soothing.
âAre you cold?â he asked.
Nancy shook her head and replied, âNo, Iâm not. I feel very comfortable.â
âDo you want to feel even more comfortable, then?â
âHuh?â Nancy looked up in puzzlement.
âNancy, I want to do what you didnât finish just now. Are you ready?â
âReady for- Ready for what? Before Nancy could finish, she suddenly felt a warm, tender, and comfortable kiss on her lips.
So, this is what he meant by âeven more comfortable.â Just as she realized this, the next moment, she found herself pressed against the wall by Nicholas, whose hand gripped her waist. He left her no room to retreat, and his lips claimed hers with deep yearning.
His kiss was powerful, resembling a tempest that nearly engulfed her entirely. It was unlike the previous tender ones, nor was it a mere peck on the lips. He kissed her with such fervor, as if desiring to merge her entire existence with his and etch her into his life.
Nancy struggled to catch her breath, she felt as if her brain was being deprived of oxygen. Her cheeks had a slight flush, as if a rosy blush had been applied, giving her an adorable and charming appearance âNicholasâ Um Could you please slow down! I she gasped, clutching his clothes with no strength remaining Her voice, salt and flirtatious, lingered in Nicholasâ heart, intensifying his longing for her 2/3 âNancy...â Like her, he was breathing heavily, his breath scorching hot. âNancy, I want...â he said, pressing his forehead against hers. Although he didnât finish his sentence, his intentions were crystal clear.
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