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?

the incessant ringing of a doorbell echoed

to the door and

followed next was Charles bursting into the residence, his sudden arrival taking

“Mr. Johnson?”

asked, his tone

“Ms. Desi is—”

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

Charles strode toward her, squatted down, and pulled the little girl into a warm

arms around her uncle’s neck, her voice crisp

daddy said you’re unwell, so I came over.

“I feel fine.”

scanned her from head to

that

been set

Samuel came

stairs, Charles thundered, “Samuel Macari, you *ssh*le! You used Desi to

something serious. I wanted to let you know there’s no need to

and aloof tone

daughter, who promptly understood the signal and began, “Uncle Charles, I missed you, so, so

at winning hearts. No one would be able

said Charles as

remember to let me know. Don’t let a certain somebody… relay any false information,” he

obediently, and at that moment,

“Uncle Charles.”

of the boy’s greeting. He couldn’t help noticing the resemblance between the father and

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

speaking, Gizem arrived

appearance caused Charles’ expression to darken. “There’s a woman in your

he wouldn’t remarry. As expected, men

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

furrowed

that, Desi quickly chimed in, “Uncle Charles,

little girl’s explanation appeared to have appeased him, for he let out

Macari, I received a notice from the hospital. They received a group of patients,

allowing her to

was about to take off, Charles’ cold

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

obvious Charles was perturbed

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

get a taxi at this hour.

Gizem frowned at that.

difficult fellow

of the manor, and Gizem knew there was no avoiding

do anything wrong,

his car, and the man drove her