Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 330

Chapter 330 A Pitiful Act

A frown marred Samuel’s countenance.

“Why are you zoning out?” Wynnie urged him, “Go now! It’s almost dinner time already.”

“Okay, okay.” With that, Samuel made a trip to the hospital once more.

On the way, Samuel received a call.

It was Tyson.

“Those savages have owned up, Mr. Macari.” Tyson fell silent for a bit before going on, “They said it’s Dr. Zabinski who commanded them. It’s her ploy to fish for sympathy.”

Wearing an indifferent visage, Samuel gave out an order. “Oh? Take them to Florinia Manor tonight. I’ll question them myself.”

After a brief pause, Tyson asked, “Do you not believe their words, Mr. Macari?”

“Yeah.” Samuel sounded impassive at that.

“Noted. I’ll make the arrangement now.” With that, Tyson hung up the phone.

Putting on a darkened face, Samuel arrived at the hospital.

He made a beeline for the ward, carrying with him the thermal lunchbox along the way.

At that moment, Gizem was standing by the window, staring at the view outside.

Hearing footsteps nearing, she slowly wheeled around. “Mr. Macari?”

Why is he back again?

Never did she anticipate seeing him that many times in a day.

“My mom asked me to bring you this,” was Samuel’s reasoning as he put down the lunchbox.

“Please relay my thanks to Mrs. Macari.” Gizem was composed as she spoke.

Samuel, in turn, stated nonchalantly, “The interrogation session went pretty well with the nefarious horde.”

“Seriously?” Gizem’s eyebrows bunched up into a tight knot as she queried, “Who’s the mastermind?”

“You!” Samuel glared daggers at her.

Me?

“Is this a joke? Tell me, then. Why would I endanger myself?” Gizem shot him a grave look as anger inundated her fair face.

“They said it was an act to arouse pity,” replied Samuel.

“An act to what?” Gizem sneered, “You’ve got to be kidding me! Do you even understand how important hands are to a doctor? It could’ve cost me my entire career!”

be convincing enough once you lay your own career on the

hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me!

whole time, Samuel was staring

bore so much resemblance to that

Samuel became all the

they make use of Kathleen to play me for

who’s totally alike to Kathleen but you with

with rage. “Entice you?

palm on her

then ran his fingers gradually

was startled by his

sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

as someone else?” came Samuel’s question

this is the only

the dots, Samuel finally understood how she could make an appearance

Gizem straight

mask was worth a

easily, even if

had managed to discover her secret in

What a terrifying person!

me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there and then as she

true identity in this

is way too mysterious. Her existence alone is

an orphan, a nobody. I relied on

at a

Gizem could do

wall behind her, and her heart skipped a beat at

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel pinched

then moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear down

nervous wreck, screaming,

already had his fingers on the

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

covered her face with

and pried

his face once he

Samuel gaped at

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and

staring?” Gizem was all choked

eyes and asked,

“I had been in a coma, and unfortunately, I was caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was

her story, Samuel was astounded to

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please give

hyper-realistic face mask to

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