Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 257 A Young Lecturer

“Go ahead and ask!”

Two girls were engaged in a whispered conversation, occasionally glancing at Emrys, acting with caution. Little did they know that Emrys had already heard their conversation.

Argh! Despite my numerous shining qualities, it’s astonishing that all you noticed was my handsomeness. How superficial! Emrys was quite disappointed.

Cecilia Watson, the freckled girl, said, “Hello, classmate. It’s a rare opportunity for us to sit together like this. Why don’t we get to know each other? My name is Cecilia Watson, a freshman in the faculty of economics and management, Class Four. And you?”

When she first sat down, she hadn’t really noticed Emrys, who was bowing his head. Only now did she realize that this young man was genuinely handsome.

Faced with attractive boys, the girls of the new era were as proactive as they could be. A case in point. was that Cecilia took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Emrys.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Emrys‘ mouth as he replied, “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Oh? He’s indeed quite aloof. I’ve always been fond of cool guys. No matter how many times you hurt me, I will still love you. Cecilia’s desire to get to know Emrys intensified suddenly. Just as she was about to make her next move, she was taken aback to see a girl taking a seat next to Emrys, engaging in an intimate conversation with him.

her gaze bypassing Emrys, curious to see what this handsome guy’s girlfriend looked like. But the moment she laid

best friend grumbled discontentedly, “Why are all the handsome

Balford,” Cecilia immediately whispered

University had a multitude of departments, so it wasn’t necessarily the case that students knew the lecturers from other departments. However, Cecilia happened to be in the same department as Jacqueline, which was

dared

anymore.

was almost time for class to begin when Emrys stood up. With a smile on his face, he walked up to the lecture podium and

that students at the back could hear them. However, Emrys did not use a microphone, yet his voice still reached the back of the room, loud and

the large classroom with a T–shaped layout fell silent. Even those who were furiously criticizing their teammates in League

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wave

traditional medicine short course, the school’s promotion claimed that

not, just look at his

had been sitting next to her all this time turned out to be the lecturer for the day. She had even asked him earlier which class he was in. Thankfully, she hadn’t done anything more audacious.

the classroom