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

has nothing to do with me! Don’t you

was

much resemblance to that

Samuel became all the more

make use of Kathleen to play me for a

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

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

his palm on her delicate

fingers

was startled by

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

someone else?” came Samuel’s question in

is the

she could make an appearance

overwhelmed Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was

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

had managed to discover her secret in seconds just by

What a terrifying person!

hand away there and then as she took

a snort. “If you don’t tell me your true

woman is way too mysterious. Her existence

I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into the university.

at a

Gizem could do

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

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel

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

became a nervous wreck,

had his fingers

he tore

Gizem covered her face with

grabbed hold of her hands and pried

all over his face once he caught sight of

gaped at

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying

you quit staring?” Gizem

Samuel stared her in the eyes and

in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but couldn’t

was

No wonder…

out and demanded,

the hyper-realistic

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