Toph chased Renee to the entrance of the hospital.

Renee walked with the grace of the wind, ignoring him like he didn't exist. He could have easily caught up with her in a few steps, but every time he tried, she pushed him away.

The current Renee treated Toph as a stranger. His heart grew colder bit by bit.

He stopped in his tracks, calling out with a hint of grievance, "Renee! What's gotten into you?"

Renee also stopped but did not turn around.

Toph had seen this back view countless times—petite and delicate—making him feel a strong urge to protect her. Today, this back view was oddly indifferent. There were only a few steps between them, yet it felt like a vast chasm he could not bridge.

"Renee, you—"

Renee turned slightly. "Do you have something else to say?"

before her, his gaze anxious. "Do you have to misunderstand me like this? I... I already sent you messages. I told you I wanted to draw comics and showed Ari my work. Why are you upset

on familiar terms with her!" Renee's lips trembled slightly. "Is she the only person in the whole world who draws comics?

up with frustration. "I don't know any other comic

mockery of me in the sales department? Among so many sales staff,

this! Arya explained to me. She didn't

her voice, giving him a sideways glance. "So, you two frequently communicate

no, no!" Toph quickly waved his

looked sorrowful. "I thought you'd always stand by my side, no

your side!" Toph pulled her by the shoulder and boldly embraced her when he saw she wasn't resisting. "Renee, please don't misinterpret

arms, clutching

I'm drawing the comics for you." Toph patted her head. "Didn't you hope that I have my own career? After thinking about it, I realized I'm only interested in drawing and games.

afraid that

in his arms

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