Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim)
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.

"What do you want, Samara?"

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

Seeing that she did not admit it, Chaim immediately pulled a long face. "You were the one who got the reporters there. You said those words. You threw Camille under the bus to make others think I and my family failed you. Am I right?"

Samara laughed, and her eyes became even colder. "Don't forget that you asked me to get married in the first place. We were

married for three years. Do you think you were a proper husband? Have you ever spoken up for me while your family picked on me? Have you ever taken my side while I was targeted by Serena?

"Chaim, just because you didn't cheat or weren't abusive doesn't mean you didn't fail me. Marriage is sacred. You failed me

from the moment you treated me as a shield instead of your wife!

"As for what happened tonight, yes, you are right. I intended to throw Camille under the bus. Do you know why? Didn't you marry me to be a shield for you and Camille? If you can do that, why can't I throw Camille under the bus? Unlike you, tonight, at least I did everything openly in front of you!"

Samara paused. Then she looked at him and said word by word in a cold voice, "Chaim, you are the most disgusting villain I

have ever seen."

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