Chapter 242 He Still Holds It In
Since Roland had left so quickly, Samara had no other choice but to wait for him to return.
After all, Roland had sent her back, so she could not just leave like this.
She still had to say thanks to him.
Roland returned very quickly, but he had something in his hands.
He got into the car again and handed some food to Samara. “If I don’t guess wrong, you must be hungry, right?”
Samara was indeed hungry. She took the food but did not eat it. Samara was a little confused when she saw Roland holding a boiled egg.
Soon, Samara knew what Roland wanted to do.
When Roland’s palm landed on her forehead, Samara could clearly feel warm, as he just held the boiled egg.
Roland just covered her forehead, where she said it hurt.
Samara looked at his other hand holding the egg and could not help but ask, “Is the egg hot?”
“Yes.”
Roland was honest and said it directly.
When his hand felt cold, Roland put it down and held the egg again. Then he placed his other hand on Samara’s forehead. Samara could see that Roland’s palm was already a little burned.
Probably given that Samara did not speak, Roland lowered his head and looked at her. “Are you moved?”
When he said this, Roland wore a smile, and his tone was casual as if he didn’t care about her answer.
However, Samara knew that it was not a casual question.
Samara looked up at him and smiled. “I dare not move.”
“Well, good girl, don’t move.”
Roland liked to call her a good girl as if he was comforting a child.
Samara wanted to make a fool of him and moved her head slightly.
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