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!”

only be convincing enough once you lay your own

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

time, Samuel was

eyes bore so much

became

they make use of Kathleen to play me for a

“He didn’t arrange for someone who’s totally alike to Kathleen but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made

was trembling with rage. “Entice you? With these average-looking facial

palm on her

his fingers gradually toward

was startled by

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

as someone else?” came Samuel’s question

this is the only logical

finally understood how she could make an appearance in different places

Gizem

mask was worth

noticed it that easily, even if they had the chance to touch her

her secret in seconds

What a terrifying person!

Samuel’s hand away there and then as she took

out a snort. “If you don’t tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let you off

too mysterious. Her

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

a time,

Gizem could do was

wall behind her, and her heart skipped a beat at

The wall was ice-cold.

Samuel pinched

moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready

became a nervous

had his fingers

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

covered her

and

over his face once he caught sight of

Samuel gaped at her with

cheeks. It was

staring?” Gizem was all

Samuel stared her in the eyes and asked, “What

and unfortunately, I was caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but couldn’t save my face. My master then let me wear this so that

story, Samuel was astounded

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please

the hyper-realistic face mask to

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