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Chapter 127 You Lose Her
Chaim and Roland were separated by Victor. After being punched by Roland a few times, Chaim
became much more clear- headed. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth,
looked at Roland, who was in front of him, and sneered, “Don’t tell me you have feelings for Samara.”
Then Chaim paused for a moment. After that, he added with contempt, “What a shame. I married her
already. Roland, you lost.
this time. You lost completely.”
“Chaim!”
Seeing that Roland was about to get physical again, Victor hurriedly reached out to stop him. “Mr. Garza,
calm down. He’s drunk and talking nonsense. Don’t take him seriously. Besides, the only reason he got
himself so drunk tonight is that Samara ignored him, and he was upset.”
“Victor, shut your mouth. You sound like an idiot. No one is forcing you to speak.”
Chaim was indeed drunk. Victor only realized before he left that the two bottles of wine on the table had
just been delivered. Chaim had already drunk one up before he came.
Chaim’s words made Victor both angry and amused. “No one is more like an idiot than you do. Just
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtleave, or you’ll get beat up
by Mr. Garza. This time, it’ll be serious!”
Chaim had indeed had a lot of wine, but he was not drunk. Victor’s words upset him a lot.
He thought, I have indeed drunk a lot. What does this have to do with Samara?
And Roland is ridiculous. A playboy like him falls for Samara.
Chaim pushed Victor away. “Piss off. Don’t touch me.”
After saying that, Chaim looked at Roland again. “What a pity, Roland. Samara likes me, not you.”
After standing in the cold wind for a while, Roland became much more clear–headed. Looking at Chaim,
who was in front of him, he sneered, “Yeah, so what? You lost her. She will no longer be your wife. She
will no longer be Mrs. Humphrey. She will be my wife!”
After Roland finished speaking, he looked at Chaim for a while and suddenly felt that he didn’t need to
come to Chaim at all.
Roland thought, the jerkier Chaim is, the better. Samara doesn’t strike me as a backslider. Therefore, her
feelings for Chaim won’t be rekindled. Besides, Chaim has brought her so much pain.
The jerkier Chaim is, the better I look.
Thinking of this, Roland suddenly smiled, “Chaim, I hope you can still smile on the day that Samara and I
get married.”
“We shall wait and see if there will be such a day!”
They fought fiercely. In the end, Roland was punched once, and Chaim was punched twice.
Seeing Roland’s car leave, Chaim frowned. After a while, he looked at Victor, who was beside him.
“Send me back.”
“Fine. Chaim, you must have been my creditor in my previous life.”
Victor opened the car door grumpily. Looking at Chaim, who got in the car, he couldn’t help but sigh, “I
think Roland is
serious about Samara.”
Victor’s words made Chaim’s hands that were putting on the seat belt freeze. He raised the corner of his
mouth slightly and said, “What now? You like Samara too?”
Victor was dumbfounded.
He thought, Chaim, you asshole. You deserve to be single forever!
I wanted to persuade you more. However, you vent your anger on me and don’t appreciate my kindness
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmat all, I might as well
shut up.
Twenty minutes later, Victor parked under Chaim’s private apartment. Victor tilted his head to look at
Chair’s bruised face and felt a little sympathetic. “Chaim, have you ever thought about why you never
wanted to divorce Samara
Chair, who had his eyes closed while having a nap, opened his eyes and looked at Victor coldly.
“Because I have no intention of remarrying.”
“Would you have married Samara if it hadn’t been her?”
Victor was reluctant to give up, so he asked another question.
This time, Chaim did not speak. He was silent for a while with a cold face. After that, he said coldly, “I
don’t have feelings for Samara Save the trouble. Stop sounding me out.”
After that, he slammed the car door and got out of the car instantly, making a huge bang.
Victor sat in the car and looked at Chaim’s back, feeling that Chaim was both annoying and pitiful.
If only Chaim was telling the truth.
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