She turned around to see her college mentor, Professor Harrison Blake.
Riley walked over, pleasantly surprised, and greeted him respectfully. "Professor Blake."
Harrison pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, a warm smile on his face. "It really is you. I thought my old eyes were playing tricks on me."
Riley quickly introduced Harrison and Daphne to each other. After exchanging pleasantries, Harrison invited them back to his office for a chat.
The three of them sat down, sipping hot tea while conversing. They discussed Riley's current work at the hospital and reminisced about amusing anecdotes from her college days.
Daphne sat quietly, listening intently to every word.
Noticing Daphne's eager interest, Harrison laughed. "There was no shortage of boys chasing after your daughter back then. And not just guys from our campus, but from outside the university too."
Daphne's eyes lit up with curiosity, a proud gleam shining through. "From outside the university?"
Riley felt her face flush. She rubbed her forehead, utterly embarrassed. "Professor, you're exaggerating. There wasn't anyone from outside the campus."
"Of course there was. I saw him with my own eyes." Harrison's expression turned nostalgic. "He seemed very quiet and reserved. He would just stand far away, secretly watching you. He never had the courage to come up and talk to you. I distinctly remember him mentioning his last name was St. John. Yes, St. John."
Riley froze. She racked her brain, thinking back to her university years, but she couldn't recall knowing any boy with that last name.
Inexplicably, Sebastian's face came to mind.
The next second, she shook her head slightly, finding the thought ridiculous.
She didn't even know Sebastian back then. They had absolutely no connection. It couldn't possibly have been him.
After chatting a bit longer, Riley politely excused herself.
Leaving the university, she took Daphne to the bustling food street nearby.



Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me
Update please...
Its better when the female lead is strong. Nothing worse then reading a story with a weak main character...