Chapter 1218

As Naomi continued coughing, it became uncontrollable. Scott held her firmly, sitting with her in his lap. Gently, he patted her back to help her breathe more easily. She could clearly feel his large hand, significantly bigger than hers, resting on her back and applying a light, comforting pressure. This soothing action, devoid of any impropriety, gradually calmed her and helped her stop coughing. However, as her coughing subsided, her face turned an alarming shade of red. She resembled a ripe pomegranate, her cheeks so vividly crimson that they seemed almost translucent, inviting touch and taste. Throughout this, Scott continued to hold her close, his arm encircling her waist, keeping her securely in his embrace. His eyes were lowered, focused on her flushed face. As her coughing ceased, his gentle patting gradually came to a halt. With her coughs abated, Naomi's awareness returned. She began to take in her surroundings, leading to a moment of stunned realization. The r