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Chapter 231 She has Drunk It
In her entire life, this was the first time Samara had been fed by men besides Kadin. If it was anyone
else, there would be no ripples in her heart.
But it was Roland.
His dark brown eyes shone with light. His deep and mottled eyes were both romantic and mysterious,
causing people to want to continue probing.
Anyone could fall in love with those eyes.
Samara looked away and ate the food again.
It was quiet in the ward. Such behavior was really ambiguous. Although no one was watching from the
side, Samara felt a little uncomfortable.
In order to get rid of the uncomfortable feelings, Samara, who always ate little, gulped down a mouthful
of instant food.
Roland curled his lips and seemed to be smiling. “It seems that you are also hungry.”
Samara wanted to open her mouth to explain, but her mouth was still chewing the food. No matter what
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe said, it seemed like she was quibbling.
Forget it. She gave up on explaining.
“There’s still some more.”
Roland reached out, unscrewed the bottled water beside him, and handed it to Samara. Samara
hesitated for a moment before taking it.
She was in a hurry to eat, which made her choke a little.
Samara drank some water and ate the remaining food.
Roland threw the pot in his hand into the trash can and continued to eat his own.
He said that he was hungry, but when Samara saw him eating, she could not tell that he was.
Not to mention the slow swallowing motion, the amount he ate was also small, similar to the amount
she used to eat in one bite.
Samara screwed the cap back on the bottle and raised her eyebrows. “Didn’t you say that you were
hungry?”
“Yes.”
He responded and looked up at her. Then, he seemed to understand what Samara meant. The corners
of Roland’s lips curved. His beautiful eyes narrowed a little. “You have to eat slowly when you are
hungry. Otherwise, it will hurt your stomach.”
So it was.
What he said was quite right..
Samara did not speak again. She held her phone and thought about asking Jimena to send a car over.
Just as she was thinking, the bottle in her hand was suddenly taken away.
Samara was stunned for a moment. She raised her head, and Roland had already unscrewed the cap
and drank it.
She looked at the man’s Adam’s apple that was rolling because he drank water. Her red lips moved
slightly, and she felt that her face must turn red.
She had drunk this bottle of water before…
Roland did not seem to mind it. Samara didn’t want to remind him. It would only be more awkward if
she did it.
Ten minutes later, Roland finally finished eating.
Samara stood up. “My secretary sent a car to pick us up. Mr. Garza, which hotel are you staying in? I’ll
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“Oh.”
Roland responded and then said, “The Ritz-Carlton.”
The Ritz-Carlton was not far from the hospital. Samara nodded. “Let’s go.”
“OK.”
He responded and followed her out of the ward.
The corridor outside the ward was quiet. Samara was wearing high heels. She was afraid that the
sound would be loud, so she slowed down.
There were only two of them in the empty elevator. Samara was standing in front, and Roland was
standing behind her. When the elevator reached the first floor, Roland suddenly said, “Why do you
believe me?”
Samara walked out of the elevator and turned to look at him. She raised her eyebrows. “Mr. Walter told
my father.”
Roland did not expect this answer. He clicked his tongue, and the expression on his face seemed to be
much happier.
The two of them walked out of the building and saw the car sent by Jimena. The driver got out of the
car and opened the door. “Ms. Novak, Mr. Garza.”
Samara glanced at Roland and got into the car. “Let’s go to the Ritz-Carlton first.”
“Okay, Ms. Novak.”