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.