Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 The Most Disgusting Villain

After so many things had happened tonight, Samara was a little exhausted. She did not speak again, and Roland did not say anything. The car quieted down.

Their car passed by a downtown area, and Roland asked, “Do you want something to eat?”

Samara tilted her head and glanced at the scene outside. “Maybe next time.”

She preferred to go home to take a nice, warm bath and go to sleep for now.

By the time he parked the car at the roadside of her apartment, it was already past eleven o’clock in the evening.

Samara unfastened her seat belt and tilted her head to look at Roland. “Thank you for tonight. You don’t have to get off.”

Hearing her words, Roland paused. He retracted his hands from the seat beat, placed them on the steering wheel, tapped the steering wheel, and looked at her through the half–open window. “Samara, when will it be next time?”

Samara, who was just about to turn around, was slightly stunned when she heard his words. She then realized what he meant and smiled, “That depends on when I’ll meet you again, Mr. Garza.”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved at him. Without saying anything else, she turned around and walked in the direction of the apartment.

At this hour, the elevator in the apartment building was empty.

Samara looked at her reflection in the elevator wall and thought of the numerous things that happened tonight, a little absent–minded.

With a “ding” sound, the elevator doors opened. Samara collected her thoughts and walked out of the elevator.

The apartment she lived in was at the corner at the end of the corridor. As soon as she walked out of the elevator, she saw Chaim, who was standing under the window at the end of the corridor.

She thought, well, this is rare.

Samara pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered. She expressionlessly walked over.

“Mr. Humphrey, are you waiting for me?”

When she was speaking, she was smiling, but there was no smile in her clear eyes at all. Instead, her eyes

were cold.

Chaim thought, Samara never looked at me like this before. In the past, she looked at me with her eyes glowing.

However, ever since we divorced, she always looks like me like this.

It makes me feel that for her, I’m just a stranger. Heck, I’m even like an enemy in her eyes.

I can’t put my finger on it, except that something is weighing me down and choking me. It’s a feeling I’ve never had before.

and it’s making me irritable.

Hearing his words, Samara immediately smiled, “What do I want? Mr. Humphrey, don’t you think I should be the one asking you this?”