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!”

convincing enough once you lay your

off the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with

whole time, Samuel was staring deep into her

bore so much resemblance to that

of that, Samuel became all the

Kathleen to play me for a

totally alike to Kathleen but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made you copy her culinary skills and

with rage. “Entice you? With these

placed his palm on

fingers

startled by his

Samuel’s fingers seemed

yourself as someone

is

the dots, Samuel finally understood how she

overwhelmed Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was worth

have noticed it that easily, even if

managed to discover her secret in

What a terrifying person!

there and then as she took a

“If you don’t tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let

way too mysterious.

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

at a

do was

back hit the wall behind her, and her heart skipped a beat

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel pinched her

fingers toward her neck, all ready

nervous wreck, screaming,

Samuel had already had his fingers on

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

covered her face

of her hands and pried them away little by

his face once he caught sight

at her with utter

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was

staring?” Gizem

stared her in the eyes and asked, “What happened

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

was astounded

No wonder…

out and demanded, “Please give

hyper-realistic face

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