Go Away, I’m A Billionairess Now

Chapter 165 A Hypocritical Woman

The noise outside the door finally stopped. Chaim looked at the empty wine glass in front of him. After a while, he leaned over and took the decanter next to him. He poured all the wine into the glass and drank it in one gulp.

Samara’s words this afternoon were even louder than the slap she gave him. Even now, he remembered them clearly, word by word.

“Chaim, you really make me feel sick!”

“When people are young, they tend to make mistakes. I was young, so I made mistakes. I did like you, but that does not mean I still like you now.”

She said that he made her feel disgusted.

It was funny. She liked him so much, but why did he make her feel disgusted?

Didn’t she like him very much?

She liked him so much that she drew a big picture of him with her heart just to give him a birthday present on his birthday.

He couldn’t understand why the person who used to like him felt disgusted about him.

Was it because he exposed her love that she became angry?

Or was it because her love was nothing more than this?

Thinking of this, he felt that it was ridiculous.

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in the glass, raised his head, and drank it

filled with the

finishing a cigar, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, but he inexplicably thought of Victor’s

book with him as the prototype

know how to create

that Victor had gone crazy. Victor actually thought that Samara was the creator of the comic book

painting.

felt that he might have gone crazy

thirty short chapters in total. It was a story of a high school girl liking a boy

school.

attract young girls. Chaim didn’t think that it had anything to do with

face of the male protagonist sitting in the restaurant in one

he might have drunk too much and

did not

that page and placed it together with the painting that

They were really similar.

the cartoonist was

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crazy. Otherwise, how could he think that this

painting was secretly taken by Samara to look for someone else to draw, and the artist she had turned to happened to be the

be

at the painting and thought of what Samara had