All Too Late

Chapter 322 I Am His Girlfriend Now

Samuel gave her a vague answer, “Who knows?” He could not care less about Finn’s issue at that moment. His main priority was to ensure that Gizem would stay alive. For him, it served as a kind of insurance policy. He hoped that if something were to happen to him, Gizem would remember his goodwill and continue to treat Desi’s illness.

“I should thank you nonetheless, Mr. Macari,” Gizem insisted. She felt incredibly appreciative of Samuel. Samuel wore an indifferent expression. “As you should.” “Mr. Macari, you’ve been continuously reminding me of your kindness. Is this your method of bribing me to take good care of Desi?” Gizem inquired, her gaze locked on Samuel. Much to her surprise, Samuel gave her a straightforward reply, “Yes. You’re right.” He did not mind her knowing his intentions. “I didn’t expect you to be calculative, Mr. Macari,” Gizem remarked casually. Nonchalantly, Samuel retorted, “You could always opt to betray my kindness.” “I won’t,” Gizem firmly proclaimed. “I’ve decided to take on the responsibility of caring for Desi, and I have no intention of quitting. Unless you want the caregiver changed, or else, I won’t slack off on my work until Desi turns eighteen and eventually gets her surgery done.” In a cold tone, Samuel said, “I hope you keep to your promise, Dr. Zabinski.” Samuel’s evident lack of sincerity was audible to Gizem throughout his speech. She stated, casting him a sidelong glance, “Don’t worry. I never turn back on my promises.” Instead of responding, Samuel kept his attention on the road as he sent Gizem back to the hospital. He was not the type to spare his attention on people other than his two children. Gizem was just about to thank Samuel when she got out of the car. However, the latter drove away instantly. Gizem was rendered speechless. Forget it. She then turned around and walked toward her office.

phone on the office desk rang just as she walked in. “Master?” Gizem murmured as she answered the phone. “I’ve heard you were held captive by Finn,” Theodore questioned playfully. “Yeah,” Gizem replied while nodding. “He wanted me to treat his wife, but it turns out that he’s the one who’s sick.” “What’s wrong with him?” Theodore inquired, intrigued. “Probably something to do with his kidney,” Gizem said monotonously. “Does this mean that you’ve run a checkup on him?” Theodore asked again. “No. I merely took a look at him,” Gizem answered. “Traditional medicine requires the practitioner to listen, ask, and observe, yet you were able to tell what his problem was just by a mere glance. You’re indeed amazing,” Theodore exclaimed with a laugh. Gizem said in exasperation, “That’s not a big deal, but I honestly had no idea that guys like him existed! How dare he hold me hostage?” Damn it! “I’ve heard you’ve taught him a lesson,

question. “I’m the disciple capable of making the most money for you!” Gizem ranted. “That’s because I know how capable you are. I know Finn won’t be able to harm you,” Theodore explained. Yet, Gizem remained skeptical. “I’m hanging up if there’s nothing else, Master.” “Take good care of yourself,” Theodore reminded. “Got it.” With that, Gizem ended the call with a frown etched on her face. Somehow, she had a weird feeling about her conversation with Theodore. However, a knock on the door soon snapped her out of her thoughts. Gizem turned around at the sound. “You are?” “Hi, I’m Gemma. I was previously Dr. Zimmer’s nurse. The management informed

Gemma said with a small smile. Gizem nodded. “Nice to meet you, Gemma.” “I’ve been working in this hospital for many years. Thus, I’m very familiar with everything around here. Do let me know if you need anything,” Gemma said as she entered the office. “I will,” Gizem replied. She stared at Gemma and asked, “Are you Richard’s girlfriend?” A blush crept up Gemma’s cheeks as she stuttered, “N-No. I’m not…” “I saw a picture of you in Richard’s wallet. I noticed it when he treated us to coffee during our hospital meeting,” Gizem explained. Gemma only pursed her lips shyly and remained silent upon hearing Gizem’s words. “Are you free during the afternoon?” Gizem asked curiously. “Yeah, I am. Do you need anything?” Gemma inquired. “I want to get a car,” Gizem replied. “I see. I’ll go with you,” Gemma said with a chuckle. “All right,” Gizem responded, wearing her doctor’s coat. “Could you please let the patients in?” Gemma nodded in response. Immediately after work, Gizem and Gemma headed to a car dealership shop. In a hushed tone, Gemma inquired, “Are you sure this shop is where you want to purchase your car? They’re all rather pricey.” Gizem nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been driving cars like these during my time in Moranta.”

others’ opinion on her. But when she heard Gemma’s words, she felt the need to explain herself right away. After some browsing, Gizem finally