Chapter 1265
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Renee shook her head, her eyes teary. “That doesn’t matter anymore… I just want him to
wake up safely.”
After this incident, Renee had realized that one’s appearance didn’t mean anything. Being
beautiful or ugly made no difference, as long as they were healthy.
“Don’t be so pessimistic. If the doctors say that he’ll recover, then he will,” Haze comforted
her. Others always flattered him given his identity and status, so it was rare to see him
console others. Doing this much had already exhausted him, and if she continued mulling
over it, he would become depressed.
Renee took a deep breath and wiped away her tears before she forced a smile onto her
face. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’m stronger than you think, so you don’t have to rack your
brain to figure out how to console me. I know it doesn’t come naturally to you, so I’ll try to be
more optimistic.”
“Well, I guess you found me out…” Haze scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly. “I’m
not good at consoling people. I’m afraid I’ll say the wrong thing and make you mad
eventually.”
“No, you did great, and I appreciate that… Thank you for caring so much about my brother.
Doctor Cromwell is very skilled, and I’m sure Quinton will get better if he treats him.”
“Umm… As someone who is trying to court you, have I progressed any further in winning
your heart?” Haze swallowed and waited anxiously for her answer.
“You can’t stay serious for too long, can you? How am I supposed to answer that?” Renee
frowned at him, looking perplexed.
“Don’t mind me, just answer honestly. I’m stronger than you think.” Haze looked at Renee
imploringly, desperate to know the answer.
Renee knew that she could not fool him given how serious he was, so she thought about it
for a long time. “Er… Three percent. Yeah, three percent.”
Haze’s eyes brightened. “Three percent? I thought you’d give me a negative score, but it
looks like my hard work is finally paying off. I’ll get a hundred percent as long as I keep
working hard, I don’t care how long it takes. Where there’s a will, there’s a way!”
“You… You’re so weird. It’s just three percent. Aren’t you mad? Why didn’t you say I was
ungrateful?” Renee didn’t want to give him hope, so she was about to say zero.
However, if she did that, he might not believe her, so she gave him a low number instead to
make him give up.
Normal people would understand the implication when they heard that number, and might
even feel humiliated, but Haze looked surprisingly smug. “Silly, three percent is very high for
me. You used to beat me up every time I expressed my admiration for you in the past, but
this time, you didn’t hit me, and even gave me a score of three percent. It proves that I have
a chance, so why would I be mad? I should be celebrating!”
Renee was speechless. She didn’t know what was so good about her that made him so
obsessed with her. As expected of people who wrote codes-as long as they had their minds
set on a type of software, they would keep on running it even if there were a lot of bugs.
They were indeed crazy.
“Umm… Since I managed to get three percent, can I ask for a small reward