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

Chapter 157

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Chapter 157 Don’t Force Me to Hate You

Samara felt that she didn’t have to greet Chaim. She did not hate him now, but she still held a grudge

against him.

Now that she saw Chaim, she could still hold back her feelings and turn a blind eye to him. Samara felt

that she had already cut

him some slack.

However, although she thought this way, it did not mean that Chaim thought so too.

Seeing Chaim approaching her, Samara subconsciously frowned. “Mr. Humphrey, you’d better not come

over. I don’t want to hear anything about the love affair between you and me anymore.”

When Samara said this, there was no smile on her face, and only coldness was left in her eyes.

When Chaim looked over, he even saw a trace of imperceptible impatience flash through Samara’s eyes.

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That trace of impatience, like a sharp blade, crashed his suppressed emotions. He immediately broke

down.

“You’re with Roland?”

Samara looked at him and frowned slightly. “What does this have to do with you?”

Chaim was rendered speechless. Samara had never been so aggressive to him. He only felt furious. His

anger was mixed with unrecognizable feelings, which made him rather vexed.

He thought of the painting that Gloria had taken out. When Chaim saw Samara’s cold eyes, his

expression became stiff and cold. “Don’t you like me very much, Samara?”

Samara was finally stunned for a moment. She did not expect that one day, her love would become a

sharp knife Chaim used to

stab her.

The stab was ruthless and harsh.

It was really impressive!

Samara looked at him and suddenly smiled. However, her smile contained a bit of sarcasm. “There are

many things that I like a lot. What do you wanna say?”

“The painting.”

Chaim’s reply just made Samara stunned for the moment. “What painting?”

However, just as she finished asking, Samara came to her senses.

Her expression changed slightly as she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She gritted her teeth

and raised her hand to slap him in the face. “Chaim, you’re so gross!”

He did not dodge it, so Samara just hit his face. The sound of slapping appeared rather abrupt in the

quiet yard.

Samara stood there, full of coldness, and her hand that had just hit him trembled.

A cold wind blew over, and Samara closed her eyes. She forced herself to calm down.

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When she opened her eyes again, there was no anger in her eyes but coldness. “People make mistakes

when they are young. I was young, so I made a mistake. I did like you before, but it doesn’t mean that I

still like you now.”

She paused for a moment. “I planned to give you that painting as a birthday present four years ago.

Since you found it, you can keep it then. But…

“I didn’t mean to let you use it to humiliate me!”

She looked at him and said word by word.

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After saying that, Samara glanced at Roland, who had already helped her pick up her phone. Then, she

walked to him.

However, when she walked past Chaim, Samara stopped and looked up at him. “Chaim, don’t force me

to hate you.”

She did not want to hate anyone. It was not worth it.

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