Nathaniel York's mouth twitched a little, chuckling, admitting rather straightforwardly.
Nathaniel York crossed his arms over his chest: "Since you admit that you're a beast, tell me, what do you plan to do about it?"
Matilda Jenkins fiddled with her fingers, "I... I... don't know..."
"How about... whenever I see you in the future, I'll avoid you, I swear I won't tell anyone about this, and I... I swear, I will keep my lips sealed, I will never tell anyone about this... can you please forgive me?"
Matilda was full of regret. She really regretted going out and partying last night with Thomas. In the end, she didn't have fun, but instead got herself into trouble.
God knows how much... how much... how much she wanted to die when she opened her eyes and saw Nathaniel York. If it wasn't her dying, she would want to kill Nathaniel and destroy his remains.
But... on second thought, since she already slept with him, she was already quite beastly.
