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 own career on

Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing

Samuel was

bore so much resemblance to that of

Samuel became all the

make use of Kathleen to play me for

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

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

his palm on her delicate

ran his fingers

startled

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to have felt something

someone else?” came Samuel’s question in a

this is the only

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

overwhelmed Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was worth a

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

Samuel had managed to discover her secret in seconds just by touching her

What a terrifying person!

shoved Samuel’s hand away there and

me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let you off

woman is way too mysterious. Her

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

a time, Samuel

do was

hit the wall behind her, and

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel

neck, all ready to tear down her hyper-realistic

nervous wreck,

had his

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

covered her

hands and pried them away little

all over his face once he caught sight of Gizem’s

Samuel gaped at her with

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks.

quit staring?” Gizem

her in the eyes and asked, “What happened to

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

story, Samuel was astounded

No wonder…

demanded,

the hyper-realistic face mask to

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