Chapter 1865

Naomi's body stiffened for a moment. Quickly, she moved away from him, hurriedly saying, "Scott... " He kissed her. In an instant, he held the back of her head and pulled her back into his embrace. His warm lips swept over hers. His hand on her body became bold. Naomi furrowed her brows. One hand gripped the medicine bottle, and the other grasped his arm, pushing him away. How could he do this? He was injured. Did he not feel pain? Naomi struggled to stop him, but clearly, she could not. He was always forceful and dominant. Soon, the medicine bottle fell from her hand, she lost control, and her clothes fell away. The sky darkened slowly, and time quietly passed. Before they knew it, it was seven p.m., and the small town had become more lively. People came out to shop, stroll, walk, or dance in the square. The crowd grew, and the sounds mixed, making the approaching night feel lively. However, the villa was still despite the outside noise. It felt as though they were isolat