Chapter 838

After finishing his sentence, Naomi felt that what she just said might not have been entirely appropriate, considering that Scott only just returned. With this thought in mind, Naomi subconsciously glanced at Scott's clothes and pants, only to realize that they were still the same ones from yesterday, even wrinkled and lacking their usual neatness. He did not freshen up or change his clothes. Did he not rest last night? Suddenly, Naomi remembered something, something that was on her mind all of last night. His hand. Thinking about it, Naomi immediately asked, "How's your hand? Did you twist it? Is the twist severe? Did you see a doctor? What did the doctor say?" As Naomi asked, her gaze fell upon Scott's large hand holding hers, as if trying to see through it with her own eyes, to see if it was injured or intact. Scott's emotions fluctuated with Naomi's words, undulating, uncertain. At this moment, as he looked at her worried and nervous expression, genuine without a hint of