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.

she had knelt for the entire night and waited for him the entire

did not push Serena into the water. She jumped down

feet and looked up straight at him.

don’t believe me, so…

get a

said, “Let’s get a

Get Borut

Samara would admit her mistake. Yet she didn’t. Instead, she proposed a

knees were swollen and painful. The rain that had drenched her for the entire night made her entire body burn up with

her teeth and sent a message to Gisselle Pineda.

she dragged her suitcase down the stairs, Chaim just

look at him.

state. She managed to hold on as she

-place.

before she fainted,

saw how weak Samara was as Samara

luggage, Gisselle was about to

“Is Chaim dead?”

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

she saw Samara

“Samara!”

over to support

Samara’s

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

the car. She felt

othi

and heartbroken.