Chapter 81 A Touch of Sweetness

I couldn't find any information about the professor online. His mysterious demeanor led me to believe he was the same "Evan" I knew. The next day, I found an opportunity to ask Jake about it. With his hands behind his back and a stern expression, Jake gave off a strict counselor vibe. "Julia, it's just a common name. Are you sure you're not mistaken?" he said, sounding like he was scolding me for not focusing on my studies. I pulled out a thick stack of books with my self-study notes from the summer. "Look, I'm almost done with last semester's material. I'm serious about my studies. Just tell me if it's Mr. Stafford or not." Jake didn't respond but gave me a long, scrutinizing look before leaving. To me, his silence seemed like a confirmation. I was thrilled and immediately texted Evan. "Mr. Stafford, is it really you?" I waited until the evening, but Evan didn't reply. I scrolled through our message history, mostly filled with my own chatter. I felt a bit annoyed. I lay in bed,