Chapter 1205

Naomi's mind felt like it had exploded as if something monumental had suddenly collapsed. Her face, ears, and even her neck flushed a deep crimson as if she had been dipped in scarlet. Staring at Scott, her eyes widened. She was utterly speechless. How could he say something like that? In an instant, Naomi's thoughts flashed back to the words Scott had uttered earlier, 'physiological need'. Now, his current statement seemed to directly connect to those words, amplifying her confusion and leaving her at a loss for how to react. She had never encountered a situation like this before; it was as if she had been thrust into a fog, her thoughts scattered and disordered. As she tried to pull away, pressed back against Scott's, the rigidity in her posture was unmistakable to him. Despite her evident discomfort, Scott's arm remained firmly around her, as if he were oblivious to her distress. His grip tightened, and his gaze deepened, filled with an intensity that seemed to reach out,