Chapter 213 She Is Different
At the same time, in the bar, Hannah stood for a few seconds.
Noticing Roland still hadn’t turned his head, Hannah couldn’t help but laugh “Stop looking. She has gone far away.”
Roland averted his gaze and looked at Hannah “I came with you to the bar. You saw it too. It’s time to go, Hannah?”
Klein was so jealous. If he found out about this, it would be troublesome.
Hannah acted as if she had not heard Roland’s words. She averted her gaze and walked inside.
It was not that she had to go against Roland, but Roland had a big mouth. However, Hannah could not get anything about
Samara out of him.
Hannah was curious about Samara. Of course, she was curious.
Roland hadn’t trained a rookie for her for more than half a year because of Samara.
It was fine if Roland didn’t help her, but Hannah wanted to satisfy her curiosity. Roland only smiled and didn’t speak
Watching Hannah walk in, Roland had a headache and could only follow.
Hannah picked a booth and was prepared to get drunk here tonight.
Roland stopped her from ordering wine. “Hannah, there’s no need to get wasted, right?”
Roland brought her here. If Hannah drank wine under his watch, Klein would kill him.
Hannah smiled. “Sure, sure. Just tell me whether Samara is your first love.”
Roland had never told anyone about the secret he had guarded for ten years. However, Hannah had seen it that day. Roland felt
a little helpless but admitted, “Yes.”
As he spoke, he paused for a moment. “What else do you want to know? Can we go out and talk?”
Roland lit a cigarette and lowered his beautiful eyes slightly. He said helplessly, “If something happens to you in Houston, I can’t bear the responsibility.”
Hannah glared at Roland “If you betray me, don’t blame me for treating you the same. I think Ms. Novak is really good. Isn’t your father urging you to get married? Now that Ms. Novak has divorced, I will help you to get the beauty as soon as possible.”
They had known each other for many years. After Hannah married Klein, this was the first time Roland had called her name.
you drive me to a place Klein can’t find
Roland glanced at her through the car window. In the end, he snuffed the cigarette, got in the car, and left with Hannah.
Hannah could gamble, but he couldn’t anymore.
He had lost once, and this time, he could not lose again.
Roland remained silent after getting into the car. Hannah felt a rare sense of guilt. “You like her so much, but you haven’t told her how you feel. What’s the use of keeping silent? Girls are easily soft–hearted. You have to let her know.”
As she spoke, Hannah became a little anxious.
Roland calmed himself down. “She is different.”
Samara only cared about if she liked the man, not if she felt soft–hearted.
She was clear about her feelings, which was a lovely and annoying trait.
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