Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 2200

As Mavis hesitated, Nathaniel reassured her, "Don't worry, you can close your eyes if you want."

Glancing at the sleeping Callum, he added quietly, "If you touch the wrong place because you can't see, that's on me."

Mavis instantly understood, her cheeks flushing. She realized she had nothing to lose as he was the one being touched and seen.

"Alright, I'll help you to the bathroom," she agreed.

Nathaniel smirked and extended his hand for support.

As they walked to the bathroom, Mavis noticed his left leg seemed weak and limping. She could not tell if it was genuine or just good acting.

After helping Nathaniel to the shower wall, she placed his hand on the faucet.

"Hold on tight. I'm not responsible if you fall."

"Okay." Nathaniel nodded, uncharacteristically quiet and compliant.

As Mavis began unbuttoning Nathaniel's shirt, her heart raced. Despite their past intimacy, this was her first time undressing him.

They were so close she could feel his breath on her face, his scent surrounding her.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to close her eyes, determined not to look.

She fumbled with the buttons for nearly two minutes before Nathaniel smoothly finished the job himself, tossing the shirt aside.

Mavis kept her eyes shut, outwardly calm but inwardly flustered, unsure where to put her hands.

Suddenly, Nathaniel gripped her wrist, his voice low and seductive.

"Don't you want to look?"

She shook her head, but curiosity nagged at her.

He was always working out, so his figure must be toned and muscular, right?

Would his skin be even fairer and smoother than his face?

Mavis had never heard of such brutal punishments, but she could tell it was terrifying from the scars on his body.

She pointed to several thumb-sized scars on his chest and asked, "What about these?"

"The ones on the left are from cigarette burns, those on the right from hot iron."

Nathaniel smiled, adding, "My back is worse. It was splashed with acid twice. Do you want to see it?"

Mavis was shocked, even more so by his indifference.

She had always thought of Nathaniel as a privileged heir who was raised in luxury. She never imagined he had endured such inhumane torture.

Speechless, she stared at the prominent scars, her emotions a tumultuous mix.

Nathaniel watched her reaction closely.

He gently cupped her cheek and whispered, "Does it make you feel sorry for me?"