It took all of Nox's brain cells to work for him to finally come up with an affectionate confession essay.
For someone like him who did not know how to write and found writing torturing, he wrote quite a bit in the end. Although the sentences did not make sense sometimes, he still expressed what needed to be expressed.
Jeanne read it for a while, and Nox waited for Jeanne's reaction on the phone. For some reason, he was very nervous, just like when he was young and waiting for his teacher to mark his homework. He could not believe courting a woman could make him feel that way!
"So?" Nox was getting so anxious that he could not calm down.
After reading it, Jeanne said, "Sure."
"Really?" Nox was shocked. He did not expect it to pass in one draft.
He thought that according to Jeanne's strict standards, he would have to make at least 10 drafts, so he found it hard to believe that it was passed in one draft.
