I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 471 Beautiful Handwriting

William swiftly had dinner served in the living room.

Professor Turner was already seated. He made no secret about it as he asked Jeffrey and

Melanie, who had just entered the living room, “Done washing up?”

Melanie’s face turned a bright red. Professor Turner’s suggestive choice of words embarrassed

her thoroughly.

“What are you doing just standing there? Come over for dinner, quick!” Professor Turner urged.

Melanie looked down, not wanting to have dinner in such an awkward atmosphere. “I’m still not hungry. You two go ahead.”

“If it weren’t for your pregnancy, I wouldn’t have needed to accompany you for your regular meals. I wouldn’t have gotten hungry so easily,” Professor Turner said, displeased. “Just ask him: who would dare to rush me to eat when I was busy?”

Jeffrey said with a smile, “He’s not exaggerating. Professor never called anyone to eat. He himself didn’t have regular meals.”

“Quick, eat it while it’s hot.”

Professor Turner saw how embarrassed Melanie still was, and helped by changing the subject.” You’ve improved by leaps and bounds in just two short months. I’m very glad to see that!”

Melanie walked over slowly to her seat and sat down, with Jeffrey’s help to steady her. Silence fell upon the three of them as they started eating.

and he slowed down his

before him..

asked, “Why are you two

to talk

missing each other to death.” Professor Turner said wisely.

“Cough…”

turned his head sharply to the

missed him very much during this

Melanie look down and deliberately avoiding his gaze, Jeffrey

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very strenuous reading through those convoluted and nearly Incomprehensible

you know they’re convoluted and incomprehensible?” Professor Turner

your medical notes.” Jeffrey said slowly as he glanced

him that she would learn medicine from Professor Turner over her dead body. His handwriting was

immediately cut Jeffrey off before he blurted out her true thoughts, and said, “I said your medical notes are

“Indeed!”

He had never seen a woman

have picked up something from their conversation. He put down his spoon, and asked, “How is my handwriting, then?”

praises for him. “Professor Turner, your handwriting is

and you’re just

cut her off.

held back her laughter, and kept

He glanced at Melanie and asked, “I