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!”

no glory.” Samuel was emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on

off the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me! Don’t

Samuel was staring

eyes bore so much resemblance to

became all the more

make use of Kathleen to play me for a

to Kathleen but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made you copy her culinary skills and wear her scent. All that just to

“Entice you? With these average-looking facial

his palm on her delicate

his fingers gradually toward her

was startled by his

sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to have

disguising yourself as someone else?” came Samuel’s

is the only

Samuel finally understood how she could make an appearance in different places

overwhelmed Gizem

mask

it that easily, even if they had

to discover her secret in seconds just by

What a terrifying person!

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

your true identity in this instance,

mysterious. Her existence

bit her lip. “Hehe… I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into

step at a time, Samuel

do

her, and her heart

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched

moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear down her hyper-realistic

a nervous

already had his fingers on

might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

Gizem covered her face with both

and pried them away little by

written all over his face once he caught sight

Samuel gaped at her

Gizem’s cheeks. It

Gizem was all choked

her in the eyes and asked, “What happened to

scars.” Gizem retracted her hands on that note. “I had been in a coma, and unfortunately, I was caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved

Samuel was

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please

the hyper-realistic

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