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.

his pace

gossip from

University of Political Science

the middle of the field with a heart made of rose petals around him. He's worthy of the title.

school idol from another university came here to confess?

me. I'm

actually likes someone? How many

just saw him up close! He looks even better in person than in photos. He's totally

so heartbroken that they started crying, realizing Lester was

it hard to notice that the

he usually ran at this hour. Occasionally, some would even offer him water bottles,

any.

zero interest in the whole spectacle

his second lap. Amid the chatter

voices

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

would make a perfect couple-a heartthrob and a campus belle. They look so good together. I approve

I really, really like Lester... Can't Tessa just turn

headed toward the

Lester Stood surrounded by the crowd. He wore a light khaki overcoat layered over a white turtleneck sweater, exuding warmth and elegance. His eyes brimmed with laughter. He looked so gentle that one couldn't