Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 156 I Don’t Have an Ex–Girlfriend

In the private room.

Samara looked at the bland and healthy food in front of her. It had to be said that Roland was really considerate.

Samara had not completely recovered from her cold and her appetite was not good. She could eat but she did not really want to

eat.

Along the way, Roland did not ask what she wanted to eat. He directly brought her to Millview Restaurant. They came to the private room. Even if people had money, he might not have made an appointment. The dishes he ordered were bland and healthy. He had taken care of her current condition.

Samara suddenly understood why Roland had so many rumors, but none of those women said anything bad about him.

A person like him was probably nice to you.

“What are you thinking about?”

Roland took the empty plate in front of her and added some soup to her.

Samara looked at him and smiled slightly. “Are you so good to every girlfriend?”

When Roland heard her words, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes curved into a smile. “Do you mind?”

Samara looked at the soup on the plate. “I’m curious.”

behind Samara. His other hand gently pressed against

and the faint scent on him spread, causing Samara’s heart

moved and slightly widened the distance between

cat. This sentence was

lowered her head and continued to have

to Samara’s silent resistance. He smiled and was not in a hurry. He picked up the fork

“Thank you.”

not continue to hold her back. Samara let out a sigh of relief. She glanced at Roland

Roland sat next to her.

wind blew over. There

leaning against the chair and looking at Samara. “I

his words, Samara could not help but look up at him. She swallowed the food in her mouth and asked jokingly, “Is it

if he wanted to say something. After a while, he just

know sooner or later.”

this, his eyes carried a bit of doting tenderness,

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the spoon in her hand, pulled out a piece of tissue, and lowered her

the slight sound of the

was quiet everywhere, but Samara could not

put down the tissue in her hand. “I’m done