Nathaniel York was stunned. That answer... why did it feel so insincere?
Was it... too quick?
Nathaniel York snapped the computer shut, stood up, twisted his waist, shook his arms, and kicked his legs.
Nathaniel York immediately stepped back. Why did he feel that Matilda Jenkins wasn't just planning to sleep, but to beat him up?
Seeing Nathaniel York keep backing away with a defensive look on his face, Matilda Jenkins felt puzzled and followed, "What's wrong, not sleeping? Why are you backing away?"
Nathaniel York took a few more steps back, "This... I was just kidding earlier, don't take it seriously."
Matilda Jenkins moved closer, "What do you mean don't take it seriously? Once words are spoken, can they be taken back?"
"Nathaniel York, don't tell me you're shy?"
Nathaniel York immediately curled his lips and said, "How could I possibly be shy... I am clearly..." clearly scared, okay?
This matter was truly too embarrassing to speak of. Better not to mention it.
