"Nonsense. Of course this is..."
Rodney looked around. Suddenly, he felt unconfident. This did not look like his room either.
"This isn’t your room as well, right?" Freya's eyes were red from anger. "Rodney Snow, you pervert. Who would've known you'd make a move on me behind Sarah's back? You looked so deeply in love with her. Are you short of women? Why didn't you go and look for Sarah?" 1
"I made a move on you?" Rodney was enraged. "You were the one who fancied my identity and sneaked in while I was drunk."
He was about to go insane. He finally proposed to Sarah and painstakingly kept his virginity, yet it was all destroyed by that woman overnight. 1
"Ugh, with that retarded brain of yours, I wouldn’t be interested in having sex with you even if you begged me to. Besides... last night was my first time too, okay?" Freya was so upset that she could cry.
"Enough. Don't take me for a fool. There's no way a fickle woman like you is still a virgin. I've seen you cling to other men..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed
bloodstains on the white sheets, and he suddenly froze.
The bloodstains could not be faked. He did not expect that it was really Freya’s first time.
He was in a daze and at a loss. "Hey, don't look for me t o take responsibility. I won't be responsible for you."
"Scumbag, you should die."
Freya took a pillow and was about to hit his body.
At that moment, the room door opened, and a bunch of reporters barged in.
That scene was too familiar. Rodney could break down right there and then. Why was he always met with those kinds of stuff? 1
"Young Master Snow, aren’t you in a relationship with Sarah? Why did you sleep with Director Lynch?"
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