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

off the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has

was staring deep

so much resemblance to that of

became

they make use of Kathleen

but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made you copy her culinary skills

with rage. “Entice you? With these average-looking facial features of

his palm on her delicate

then ran his fingers gradually toward her

was startled

a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

as someone else?” came Samuel’s question in

expected, this is the only logical

Samuel finally understood how she could

overwhelmed Gizem

mask was worth a

common folks could have noticed it that easily, even if they had

Samuel had managed to discover her secret in

What a terrifying person!

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

tell me your true identity

too mysterious. Her

orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into the

at a time, Samuel

could do

behind her, and

The wall was ice-cold.

Samuel pinched her

moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to

nervous wreck, screaming,

had already had his fingers on the

he tore Gizem’s

her face with both

and pried them away

was written all over his face once he caught

Samuel gaped at her with utter

Gizem’s cheeks.

you quit staring?” Gizem was all choked

her in the eyes and asked, “What happened to

caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated

story, Samuel was astounded to the

No wonder…

and demanded, “Please give

the hyper-realistic face mask to

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