Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 317

Chapter 317 You Are Hurting Me

Perhaps, a person’s appearance and voice could be changed, but what about a person’s hand?

Especially when it’s the hand of a loved one.

Samuel grabbed her hand abruptly. “Who exactly are you?”

Gizem was startled. “Mr. Macari, are you okay?”

“I asked, who are you?” His grip tightened unthinkingly.

She frowned. “You’re hurting me.”

Upon hearing that, he instantaneously let go of her.

“Mr. Macari, I’m just a doctor. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Gizem was getting infuriated.

“Your cooking tastes like my wife’s,” he said frigidly.

His wife? Kathleen Johnson?

“I heard of what happened between you and your wife, but I only heard about it because I have to come here to treat your daughter.” Gizem was displeased. “I have no idea why our cooking tastes the same.”

Samuel remained silent.

After taking a deep breath, she added, “Mr. Macari, you might not like what I’ll say next, but your health condition is not great. I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult for you to recuperate. You should have more doctors to check on you. Otherwise…”

“Otherwise what?” he asked indifferently.

“Otherwise, you’ll have less than three years to live.”

With that, she turned on her heel and left.

Samuel’s frown deepened.

Three years? That short? Desi and Eil will only be eight years old three years later. I still want to be with them longer, but I guess fate is not giving me more time. That’s why I need to find Kathleen back. At least I’ll die in peace.

Unbeknownst to Samuel, Desi and Eil were hiding in the corner.

Desi wanted to speak, but Eil signaled her not to talk first.

Hand in hand, the two siblings went back to their rooms.

rested his chin on his hand, saying, “Even Daddy said that

Desi said excitedly, “She’s Mommy! She

at his overexcited sister, Eil said dispassionately, “What if she’s a

is not a swindler.” She pouted in

handsome little boy’s expression remained indifferent. “Think about our daddy’s

Desi fell silent.

if Mommy is still alive, would you

Desi blinked.

realizing he could not convince his

curriculum vitae was fake. Can you please investigate again?” She

asked seriously, “Desi, if I find out that

as it’s proven that she’s not Mommy, I won’t hold onto

her head. “You can’t go back on your

if she’s

is, then our family can finally

a really simple

is it?” Eil

maternity test.” Desi crossed her arms and raised her chin

answer. “Why

a very straightforward

house, it’s easy for us to take strands of her

to have hair follicles, or else it won’t

“Oh.” She nodded.

should go to bed

I can’t sleep.” She was

go to bed so that your body can

“I’ll go

as she went

gone, he switched on his computer

was the same as what

search for people who are related to Gizem then.

Gizem sat on the bed,

identity? Just because of my cooking? Is my cooking really that

some reason, a strange feeling was gnawing

she decided to

“Oh my. You

awkwardly.

is it?”

today and said my cooking’s

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