Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 3 Let’s Get a Divorce

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Samara was getting more and more disappointed.

She did not know how long she had been kneeling. She only knew that the rain had

stopped and that the sky was still dark.

The two servants who were watching her had already fallen asleep. She could leave now, but Samara was still a little unwilling to accept all this.

She did not believe it. She did not believe that Chaim would be so cruel.

However, sometimes, being too naïve was a bad thing.

At dawn, Chaim finally came.

Samara knelt for the whole night. She was extremely weak now, yet she still wanted a

result.

She pinched her palm with her nails and used the pain to clear her mind. “Have you calmed down?”

If he had calmed down, she wanted him to listen to her explain.

Samara had been drenched in the rain all night. She was in a sorry state. But as Chaim

looked at her, he could see the persistence in her eyes which were filled with tiredness.

“Do you know your mistake?” he asked, feeling a little depressed when being stared at

by her like this.

Samara was stunned for a moment. She felt that her whole night of kneeling was like a

joke.

the entire night and waited for him the entire night. Her unwillingness should not

into

her feet and looked up straight at

don’t believe me, so…

get a divorce,

get

Get Borut

came, he had thought that Samara would admit her mistake. Yet she didn’t. Instead, she proposed

left. She walked very slowly. After kneeling for the entire night, her knees were swollen and painful. The rain that had drenched her for the entire night made her entire body burn up with a high fever. Every step she took was extremely difficult,

sent a message to Gisselle Pineda. She quickly packed up her few things

dragged her suitcase down the

look at him. She directly dragged her

in a very bad state. She managed to hold on as

-place.

she fainted,

weak Samara was as Samara walked on

Gisselle was

“Is Chaim dead?”

and put Samara’s suitcase in the trunk. Just as she

saw Samara

“Samara!”

ran over to support Samara. When she

that Samara’s body temperature

you to the hospital, Samara,” Gisselle said angrily as she

the car. She felt

othi

and heartbroken.