"You...Matilda Jenkins, I specifically...I..." Nathaniel York gritted his teeth, telling himself not to be angry, not to be angry.
He also didn't want Matilda Jenkins to think that he had come here intentionally.
Matilda Jenkins frowned and said, "Now it's not about you and her, but about what the hell you are doing in my room in the middle of the night, Nathaniel York? I am a single young lady. I'm not just anyone, okay?"
Nathaniel York felt like throwing up blood.
You're not just anyone? You're so quick to want to sleep with me, didn't a dog eat all the things you said before?
