Go Away, I'm a Billionairess Now (Samara and Chaim)

Chapter 242 He Still Holds It In

Since Roland had left so quickly, Samara had no other choice but to wait for him to return.

After all, Roland had sent her back, so she could not just leave like this.

She still had to say thanks to him.

Roland returned very quickly, but he had something in his hands.

He got into the car again and handed some food to Samara. "If I don't guess wrong, you must be hungry, right?"

Samara was indeed hungry. She took the food but did not eat it. Samara was a little confused when she saw Roland holding a boiled egg.

Soon, Samara knew what Roland wanted to do.

When Roland's palm landed on her forehead, Samara could clearly feel warm, as he just held the boiled egg.

Roland just covered her forehead, where she said it hurt.

Samara looked at his other hand holding the egg and could not help but ask, "Is the egg hot?"

"Yes."

Roland was honest and said it directly.

When his hand felt cold, Roland put it down and held the egg again. Then he placed his other hand on Samara's forehead. Samara could see that Roland's palm was already a little burned.

Probably given that Samara did not speak, Roland lowered his head and looked at her. "Are you moved?"

When he said this, Roland wore a smile, and his tone was casual as if he didn't care about her answer.

However, Samara knew that it was not a casual question.

Samara looked up at him and smiled. "I dare not move."

"Well, good girl, don't move."

Roland liked to call her a good girl as if he was comforting a child.

Samara wanted to make a fool of him and moved her head slightly.

Just as she moved, Roland suddenly covered her eyes with his hand.

Samara could not see anything. She only felt that her eyes felt good due to the warmth. Then she closed her eyes subconsciously.

Roland felt his palm being brushed by Samara's eyelashes, and he was a little turned on.

He looked down at Samara's red lips. At this time, as long as he lowered his head, Roland could easily kiss her.

But in the end, he still held it in.

Roland had a crush on Samara for many years. Even if he wanted to pursue her, he would be careful with every step. Roland retracted his hand and placed the egg on his hand. Then, he covered Samara's forehead with his other warm hand. Samara opened her eyes and saw Roland looking at her with affection. She was stunned for a moment and quickly looked away. They did not speak again. Samara lowered her head and began to eat the food.

Outside the car window were other cars going by, but it was very quiet inside.

After about two minutes, Roland broke the egg and peeled the shell. "Do you want to eat it?"

Samara shook her head. She did not like to eat the yolk.

Roland glanced at her and knew what she was thinking. He directly pinched the egg and pushed the yolk to the side. "Here."

Samara was stunned for a moment. "How did you know..."

"I guessed it. My cousin doesn't like to eat the yolk either."

Samara let out a sigh of relief and took the egg. "Thank you."

After a car accident, Samara was indeed hungry. Otherwise, she would not have finished the food and eaten the egg white Roland handed over.

After Samara finished it, she subconsciously stuffed the remaining egg yolk into the bag. Unexpectedly, Roland directly took it

over. "You don't eat it, but it doesn't mean that I don't eat it."

As he said this, Roland directly ate the egg yolk.

Samara looked at him and thought about how she had just eaten the egg white in that bag. This was how Roland ate the egg yolk... Samara wondered, forget it. It's better not to think about it. Otherwise, I would be more embarrassed.