After the Eight Years of Love I Gave Up novel Chapter 18

Book 2 - Chapter 8

The gathering was set at a five-star hotel.

Without Louis constantly reminding me of his requirements, I didn't bother to dress up.

Long clothes, long pants, hair casually tied up.

I just put on a pair of comfortable flats and left.

The hotel manager still remembered me and was very attentive when he saw me.

No matter how unrestrained Louis played outside, he had only given the position of Mrs. Wood to me.

"Mrs. Wood, are you here to find Mr. Wood? Mr. Wood's private room is on the second floor, I can take you there."

What a coincidence?

I was a bit surprised but still politely declined his offer.

"No need, I have an appointment with someone else."

As soon as I entered, I met the deep gaze of the person inside.

"Jacob."

Jacob nodded, still as cool as before.

My advisor quickly greeted me, smiling and asking me to sit down.

"Eliza, after so many years, you've become a grown woman."

I found it amusing, but my eyes felt a bit hot.

Such affectionate words, I hadn't heard in a long time.

The other classmates also laughed. Seven years after graduation, Everyone had shed their youthful naivety.

"Alright, alright, sit down quickly."

Looking around, there was only one seat left next to Jacob.

After all, he was a senior I had once had a crush on. After sitting down, I felt a bit uncomfortable.

Jacob, however, seemed to have no reaction, remaining calm and composed.

During the meal, my advisor was very happy.

He kept talking about the days when we did research together.

"I still remember when Eliza first joined our research group, she was just a girl who knew nothing."

"Every day she would follow behind you guys, asking this and that."

"At that time, I thought, this little girl will definitely be successful in the future."

My advisor didn't continue with what came after. I lowered my eyes and quietly drank my soup.

After the gathering, I didn't rush to leave.

When most people had left, I took out my notes from my bag.

"Professor, I want to start learning again."

"Do you think I still have a chance?"

My advisor was very surprised. He took my notes and carefully looked through them for a long time.