Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 318

Chapter 318 I Will Not Remarry

“Stop right there.” Samuel’s voice was low and husky.

Gizem halted her footsteps and asked indifferently, “How may I help you, Mr. Macari?”

The man shot an emotionless glance at her. “It was my bad earlier.”

She paused for a moment before striding toward him. “I never thought you’d apologize.”

“I took a peek earlier. Perhaps, you and my wife are both experts in traditional medicine, so you both like to add some medicinal herbs to the dishes, hence why they tasted rather familiar.” His gaze never left her as he spoke.

“Perhaps,” stated Gizem quietly.

“I have two kids. I have to be cautious,” he stated, his tone aloof.

“I understand.”

“You’re able to understand where I’m coming from?” Evidently, the man was quite surprised to hear that.

“I, too, had… a child.” Gizem explained, “However, I’ve never met him because he passed away shortly after birth. If he were still alive, I would likely react the same way you did.”

“You were married before?”

“I don’t know either, but I know both my child and his father have passed away.”

A deep crease formed between Samuel’s eyebrows. He couldn’t help but query, “You don’t know if you’ve been married before?”

“I lost my memories, so there are plenty of things I can’t remember,” she elucidated.

Samuel nodded slowly upon hearing about the woman’s past.

“Mr. Macari, I don’t harbor any evil intentions toward you and your children. I’m here solely because you pay well, and I’m here to earn money,” Gizem clarified.

Not a single word came out of Samuel’s mouth, but his expression looked rather grim.

Truth be told, he didn’t exactly believe her explanation.

Saying that adding medicinal herbs to her cooking made her bear some resemblance to Kathleen earlier was all for the sake of calming her down.

Something was indeed wrong with this woman standing before him, but it wasn’t time to expose her just yet.

He still needed a little bit of evidence.

“It’s getting late, so I’ll head back now,” remarked Gizem.

After seeing the man nod in response, she turned around and left.

Samuel’s eyes fell on the tranquil lake after he retracted his gaze.

That woman’s cooking tasted exactly like Kathleen’s. Does that mean she knows Kathleen, or perhaps, they have her?

of a doorbell echoed

the door

the residence,

“Mr. Johnson?”

his tone laced with

“Ms. Desi is—”

sentence, Desi was already running down the stairs. “Uncle

her, squatted down, and pulled

uncle’s neck, her voice crisp as she asked, “Uncle

came over. How are you feeling now?”

“I feel fine.”

her from head to toe. “Are you

response, but that only made Charles’ expression

been

then, Samuel came

man descending the stairs, Charles thundered, “Samuel Macari, you *ssh*le! You used

unwell and was discharged from the hospital yesterday. Fortunately, it wasn’t something serious. I wanted to let you know

calm and aloof

a look at his daughter, who promptly understood the signal and

an adorable little girl and extremely skilled at winning

too,” said Charles

know. Don’t let a

and at that

“Uncle Charles.”

greeting. He couldn’t help noticing the resemblance between the

like Samuel with every passing moment. It almost seems like they were carved

as they were speaking, Gizem arrived

appearance caused Charles’ expression to darken.

remarry. As

I’m a doctor,” Gizem explained. “After Desi felt unwell yesterday, Mr. Macari asked me

 Charles furrowed his

quickly chimed in, “Uncle Charles, it’s true. Ms. Zabinski really is a

him,

from the hospital. They received a group of patients, so

her to leave. “All right.

to take off, Charles’ cold voice sounded. “I’ll take you

quickly recomposed herself and declined,

was rather obvious Charles

her, Gizem didn’t feel the need to appease the man

taxi at this hour. I’ll take you there,”

Gizem frowned at that.

difficult fellow to

two walked out of the manor, and Gizem

anything wrong, so

car, and the man drove her to

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