Chapter 1870

He was not letting go of her hand. Naomi looked at Scott, holding her hand without releasing it. He stared at her, silent, not moving, not speaking. For some reason, it seemed a bit pitiable, like a kitten or puppy about to be abandoned. Her lips parted, and Naomi glanced at the partition and the view outside the car window. She tightened her grip on her bag's handle, leaned forward, and kissed his cheek gently. "I'm leaving." After that, she opened the car door and got out, walking briskly into the community. Scott remained in the car, the faint scent lingering as the door closed. However, the fragrance that had clung to him was still there, especially around his cheek, the subtle scent filling the air around him. His gaze darkened. He turned his head, watching her slim figure walk into the community. The yellowish light illuminated her, and the slight flush on her ears and neck was faintly visible. He fixed his gaze on her for a long time, feeling a warmth swell in his chest