Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 308

Chapter 308 He Is My Fiancé

Richard said awkwardly, “I’m sorry. It was my mistake.”

“You…” The look in Samuel’s eyes was cold.

“Actually, you can’t blame me for this. It’s the system that made a mistake,” explained Richard helplessly. “But you don’t have to worry about her capability. She’s a doctor who graduated from Arvard College of Medicine, so she’s an expert.”

Samuel remained silent while wearing a glacial expression.

Desi disliked female doctors, so he was planning to look for a male doctor who excelled in the relevant field.

However, he didn’t expect them to make a mistake.

Gizem glanced indifferently at the man. “Mr. Macari, are you done with the confirmation? May I please examine Ms. Macari’s body now?”

Samuel, who had always respected his daughter’s decision, turned to question her, “Desi, what do you think?”

Desi sized Gizem up and concluded that although the woman before her was not exceptionally pretty, she gave off a dashing aura that made people want to befriend her.

Thus, she nodded reluctantly. “Okay then.”

As long as she’s not here to snatch Daddy away will do. I have to keep an eye on Daddy for Mommy’s sake.

Samuel placed Desi on the bed, and Gizem put on her stethoscope to examine the little girl’s body.

When her hand touched Desi’s tummy, the latter was momentarily stunned.

“Ms. Zabinski, your hand feels warm.”

Gizem’s raven eyes were clear as she looked at the girl. “Thank you.”

Desi gazed at Gizem quietly and noticed that the latter seemed different from other women.

Unlike other women, Gizem didn’t even steal a glance at Samuel.

After examining Desi’s condition, Gizem helped the girl put on her small coat.

“How is my daughter?” asked Samuel aloofly.

Gizem’s tone was calm as she elucidated, “I’ve looked over her previous medical records. Ms. Macari’s heart condition is currently fine. As long as her condition remains unchanged, she’d be able to undergo a heart transplant surgery when she’s eighteen years old.”

“You should know your duty, yes?” he uttered solemnly.

“Of course. My duty is to ensure Ms. Macari reaches the age of eighteen safely and soundly.” The woman’s demeanor remained placid.

“Good.”

Samuel needed to find a reliable doctor, as the doctor was responsible for looking after Desi in the long term.

She said flatly, “Rest assured, Mr. Macari. I know what I should do.”

on her palm and looked sideways to meet Desi’s

your eyes are so pretty.” Desi stared

eyes are as

surprised. “Thank you for your compliment, but

soon as she finished her

here to see a doctor, so I went to the house to see if you’re there. I didn’t expect

replied emotionlessly, “What does that

heard his words, she

at Gizem and

jet-black eyes made Yareli

while carrying Desi in his arms. “All right. Let’s go

go home after getting some breakfast? I’m hungry.” The

didn’t have breakfast because her stomach needed

way Samuel looked at his daughter was

some fried chicken.” Desi blinked

his meaning and said, “Ms. Macari, you can’t have fried foods. It’s not good for your

Desi, who was a foodie, was disappointed to

a little

then, the little girl sniffed and commented,

probably my perfume.”

disdain. “Your perfume smells

at a loss

The

her down as told. “What do you

darted toward Gizem’s side and sniffed

front of a bag.

a faint

woman piteously while Samuel said with a sigh, “Desi, that’s Dr. Zabinski’s lunch. You can’t have

continued looking at Gizem

end, Gizem couldn’t resist

bent down, took her lunchbox

meatballs!” Desi’s eyes

have it.” Gizem’s rosy lips curled into

then?” The girl furrowed her

can go and get

we treat Ms. Zabinski to lunch? I’ll eat her meatballs, and you will treat her

Samuel frowned.

it when women approach me? Oh, well. As

“Mm.” He nodded.

way!” For some reason, Yareli

wasn’t considered attractive, she could

female lovebug in her body, Samuel would’ve killed

he could look after his children,

had never given

been fantasizing that one day,

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