Chapter 475 What Are You Afraid Of?

Samara paused slightly, ran her hand along her hair, then looked up at Roland, "What are you afraid of?" Roland looked at her, curled his lips, and smiled. "Go to sleep. I'll leave later." In fact, Samara didn't really care if he left or not. She had already stayed at his house, and he had also stayed at her apartment, but it was still a hospital, a public place. She didn't want him here simply because the escort bed was so small, and Roland couldn't sleep well there. Besides, she has nothing wrong with her and doesn't need someone to accompany her at night. As soon as Samara sat on the hospital bed, the lights in the ward were turned off, and the ward was plunged into darkness. Roland turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, walked to Samara, leaned over the button above the bed, and pressed the night light of the ward. The dim light illuminated the darkness, and Samara glanced at Roland, "