His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 292

Tessa might have forgotten Lester, but she would never forget Stephen.

Lester and Tessa were classmates in the same year. When Lester was a freshman, Stephen was already a first-year graduate student.

Logically, since Lester was several years younger and attended a different university, the two men's paths shouldn't have crossed.

Both were campus heartthrobs. Stephen was the most handsome man in Rivertown University's history, while Lester was the most attractive man at the University of Political Science and Law in the past decade. Because of their striking looks, they were often compared.

That didn't bother Stephen, though. He had no interest in such things. What made him remember Lester was that confession.

Lester's confession to Tessa, to be specific.

Stephen recalled it vividly. It happened in December of Tessa's freshman year- on Christmas Eve, a night perfect for confessions, no less. Lester had gone all out, arranging rose petals in the shape of a heart on Rivertown University's track field.

Dressed as flamboyantly as a peacock on full display, he strummed a worn guitar, singing a love song.

At the time, Stephen was pursuing his master's degree at Rivertown University. He had a habit of running at night. That evening, he headed to the track as usual. But the noise from the field's center was louder than normal.

"Hey, did you hear? The heartthrob from the neighboring university is confessing to someone here!" Someone's excited voice drifted into Stephen's ears as he jogged past. Still, he paid it no mind.

Campus confessions like this happened all the time. Nothing unusual. Needless to say, he wasn't interested.

pace and continued his

pieces of gossip from the

hunk from University of Political Science and

middle of the field with a heart made of rose

from another university came here to confess? I've

me. I'm

someone? How many girls are going to have their

He looks even better in person than in photos. He's

so heartbroken that they started crying, realizing Lester was

dim track lights that evening made it hard to notice that

a few girls who admired Stephen knew he usually ran at this hour. Occasionally, some would even offer him water bottles,

any.

zero interest in the whole spectacle

around his second lap. Amid the chatter of

steps slowed. The voices of the crowd became

into the most popular girl in our school, Tessa? Well, guess it's time to give up. Losing to the campus belle doesn't

and a campus belle. They look

really like Lester... Can't

toward

surrounded by the crowd. He wore a light khaki overcoat layered over a white turtleneck sweater, exuding warmth and elegance.