Divorce Anxiety

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?

following morning, the incessant ringing of a doorbell echoed throughout

hurried to the door and

into the residence, his

“Mr. Johnson?”

asked, his tone laced with

“Ms. Desi is—”

Maria could form a complete sentence, Desi was already running down the stairs.

strode toward her, squatted down, and pulled the

voice crisp as she asked, “Uncle Charles, why are

daddy said you’re unwell, so I came over. How are you feeling now?”

“I feel fine.”

the girl down and scanned her from head to

but that only made

been set

then, Samuel came

man descending the stairs, Charles thundered, “Samuel Macari, you

unwell and was discharged from the hospital yesterday. Fortunately, it wasn’t something serious. I wanted to let you know there’s no need to come yesterday, but

and aloof tone rendered Charles

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

extremely skilled at winning hearts. No one would be able to resist her

you too,” said

feeling well next time, remember to let me know. Don’t let

and at that

“Uncle Charles.”

acknowledgment of the boy’s greeting. He couldn’t help noticing the

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

were speaking, Gizem arrived

expression to darken. “There’s

it! Samuel said he wouldn’t remarry. As expected,

Gizem explained. “After Desi felt unwell yesterday, Mr. Macari asked me to be

furrowed his

in, “Uncle Charles, it’s true. Ms.

have appeased him, for he let out a

a notice from the hospital. They received a group of

nodded, allowing her to leave.

she was about to take off, Charles’ cold voice sounded.

was momentarily stunned but quickly recomposed herself and declined, “It’s all right. I’ll get a

rather obvious Charles was perturbed

of her, Gizem didn’t feel the need to appease the man or get on his good

easy to get a taxi at this hour. I’ll take

Gizem frowned at that.

difficult fellow to deal

two walked out of the manor, and Gizem knew there was

didn’t do anything wrong, so I needn’t

got into his car, and the man drove