Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim) novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282 I Know What You Want to Say

“Don’t you know who the person in my eyes is?”

Roland gazed at Samara and smiled. His eyes were like a crescent moon, and Samara seemed to be glowing in his smiling eyes.

Samara’s face was hot. She was too shy to say the answer.

Seeing that Samara did not speak, Roland narrowed his eyes and lowered his eyes. “I thought that I had expressed my love for

you clearly.”

“I misunderstood.”

Samara was a little embarrassed. There were men telling her that they loved her before. The love letters she received in junior

high school could be published in several books.

When Samara was young, she was calm while facing the love of the opposite sex. But today, in front of Roland, she felt shy and embarrassed, as if it was ten years ago when she was a teenager.

However, Samara was a twenty–seven–year–old adult. What she knew tonight surprised her, but after a short moment of bewilderment and confusion, she soon came back to her senses.

Samara smiled. “I’m sorry. I thought that you chased me because you had a good impression of me. Or perhaps it was partly because of Chaim. So, my attitude towards you might be a little bad.

“I said that I didn’t like womanizers. I meant it. But you are not. Although I don’t know when and why you liked me, I am very grateful for your love. But I..”

“Wait, Samara.”

Roland interrupted her before she finished.

Samara was not in a hurry. They were adults, so not everything needed to be spoken.

Roland was so smart that he could guess what she wanted to say.

Samara stopped and looked up at Roland. “Huh?”

“Are you going to refuse me?”

could defeat three opponents alone, much stronger than my cousin who only knew how to cry. I kept looking at her, and I didn’t expect that I would fall in love with her.”

It had been eleven years, but Roland said it was not long ago.

Samara suddenly felt that she was like an executioner. She raised her knife and wanted to cut off his feelings for her for so

many years.

To be honest, Samara didn’t have the heart to do so.

“I know what you want to say, Samara. but I’ve been there for so many years. Do you think I will give up just because of what you say?”

Roland suddenly raised his hand and adjusted the hair on Samara’s cheek behind her ear. Roland let go and helped her unbuckle her seat belt. “Alright. It’s getting late. Go back and rest, Ms. Novak.”

Roland gazed at Samara with a smile in his eyes.

Samara frowned, but in the end, she held back those cruel words. She pushed open the car door and got out.