Chapter 663

“Who cares?!” Renee felt enraged for some reason, despite her being in a good mood at the start. ‘ Do you lack tact or something? Why would you even mention that jerk out of nowhere? It’s repulsing!”

Stefan’s expression darkened, yet still hid his anger. “What did he do to you to make you hate him so much?’

“He’s a jerk. That’s what he is!’ Renee clenched her jaw. “I slept with him for all but one night, and he’s threatening me with it the next day and made me cook skewers for him and his friends… Honestly, how could he?!”

“Is that it?’ Stefan found it hilarious.

He sometimes found Renee quite complicated, so much so that it felt like he never really understood her. Yet, at times, he found her as simple- minded as a child, devoid of cunning thoughts behind those crystal eyes.

This juxtaposition made his heart feel rather conflicted as well.

His rationality told him he should stay away from her, yet he still subconsciously wanted to get closer.

That was why he came up with the ridiculous idea of clinging to her using the identity of a pub dancer.

It was as if he no longer felt embarrassed about his actions while being under a mask.

“Of course not!” Renee suddenly felt the urge to rant, so she rolled up her sleeves, getting ready to nitpick on every little horrible thing about Stefan.

“Your arm…’ Stefan was sharp enough to notice the burn wound around her arm, which made him frown deeply.

‘I knew it! She was burnt by the charcoal this morning, just like what happened to Seraphina!’

‘But… Damn it, how could she have such high pain tolerance?! How did she not even whine a little when she’s been burnt so badly?!’

“Yeah! I was burned! It hurt so much!” Renee yelped.

She wasn’t used to complaining about her pain, but she felt oddly different with Isaac and started pouting sadly over it.

It was likely that he was now hers. He was basically her therapist at this point, her dumpster for emotions. Armed with the knowledge that he would support her, heal her, and stay by her, come what may, there was no need to put on a tough act in front of him.

“Come here, sit down!” Stefan dragged her to the sofa and forced her into a seat.

“What are you doing?”

“Stop moving around, I’m going to apply medicine for you!” Isaac took out some antiseptic cream from his first aid kit as he ordered Renee harshly.

“It’s fine, I already applied some…”

“Listen to me and give me your hand!” Stefan’s voice became slightly deeper.

Hearing this, Renee quickly fell obedient, reaching her hand out to him. She thought, ‘Why do I feel like I can see a bit of Stefan’s bossy attitude in this living angel?’

‘Well, I guess it’s not really that weird. I only noticed Isaac because he has similarities with Stefan, and I wanted him as a substitute for that man!’

Renee continued staring at the man, who was focused on applying medicine on her arm. She just couldn’t believe how similar he was to Stefan, down to his hair.

Suddenly, she had a courageous thought…