Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

The professor slumped into his chair and let out a deep sigh after finishing his words.

What a tactic he was using!

The other two lecturers in the same office looked at Colin and me with a mix of envy, worry, and sympathy.

I could only cry in frustration in my heart. The professor had labeled me as a stumbling block.

But I wasn't. I was just an ordinary young woman who wanted to live a simple life.

Why was I being accused like that by the professor? I was just trying to see if it was possible to turn it down. It didn't mean that Colin would definitely reject the offer. Was it really necessary to get so angry?

Getting angry was bad for the old man's health. He had to take care of himself. And all this frowning and glaring wasn't going to help the teamwork among the faculty.

Although, to be fair, what the professor said was mostly true-except for the exaggerations.

Fine, as youths of the new era, we had to do our best.

"Are you taking on the project or not?" The professor's anger resurfaced as he slammed his hand on the desk, causing things on the table to shake.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Colin and I answered at the same time. The professor immediately put down his hand that was about to land on the table again, a sly smile forming on his lips. How could his facial expression change so quickly?

I guessed we never really stood a chance with the professor.

As Colin led me out of the office, I was still a bit dazed. I absentmindedly rubbed my ears which were still buzzing from the professor's loud voice.

It wasn't until we stood under the sunlight that I came to my senses again, but I was feeling a mixture of fire and ice inside.

The fire was for the recognition of my hard work that was finally being acknowledged. It was a milestone in my career as an artist.

On the other hand, the ice was the realization that Colin was about to get busy again with a new project, and he would be busier this time. It might become a luxury for us to even see each other. S

Alas, our relationship was truly filled with difficulties and obstacles.

My phone beeped a few times, indicating notifications from the college forum. It was filled with the news of my achievements in the Dreamlight project.

Two articles even summarized my achievements over the past few years, including the incident where I gave up graduate school at Lincoln University and my mentor's tearful reaction.

It concluded by stating that through relentless effort and hard work, I achieved remarkable results that most people could only dream of.

I would have to admit that reading those articles on the forum melted a little bit of the ice in my heart, making it less cold.

"Colin, are you going to move back to the dorms?"

"Darling, do you not want me around anymore? Don't worry, I'll try to avoid having to move into the dorms. But really have to, I'll make sure to visit you more often. Always remember that no matter when or where, my body and soul belong to you. No one can take them away." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After saying that, he reached out to rub my neck, but I dodged him by tilting my head away.

I was relieved that he understood my thoughts.

"Who said anything about missing you?" I blushed and stomped my feet a couple of times before turning and running away.

We were both young people in our prime, so we needed to devote more time to our studies and careers. Romance would have to take a back seat for now.

I had to continue to work hard as I just received praise from the professor. I needed to keep up with my studies and couldn't fall behind in anything.

At ten in the morning, I had to attend one of my major's classes. As soon as I stepped into the classroom with my books in hand, I was startled by thunderous applause.

Looking around, I saw the professor

standing at the podium and

hundreds of excited students in their

seats, applauding enthusiastically. Every pair of eyes showed respect and admiration for me.