"I don't want to frighten you, go to sleep!"
Jayden Maguire subconsciously clutched at the collar of his nightgown.
The ghastly burn scars, which even he found repulsive, how could he let Nana Monty see them?
He resisted out of a sense of inferiority.
"Maguire, we're husband and wife, and we should face difficulties together. The more you don't let me see, the more I want to see it. Please let me take a look, just one look!"
Nana Monty said as she started pulling at the nightgown on Jayden Maguire. The strong smell of ointment on his body indicated that his wounds were surely severe. If he wouldn't let her look, she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Jayden Maguire couldn't outlast Nana Monty. His resistance was futile as she forcibly removed his nightgown.
"Oh my God!" Nana Monty's eyes widened and she exclaimed upon seeing the still healing burn wounds on Jayden Maguire.