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!”

emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on the line, isn’t

the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me! Don’t you

whole time, Samuel was staring deep

much resemblance to that

of that, Samuel became all the more

use of Kathleen to play me

I must say,” 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

palm

fingers gradually

was startled by

Samuel’s fingers seemed to have felt something

you disguising yourself as someone else?” came Samuel’s question in

expected, this is the

the dots, Samuel finally understood how she could

overwhelmed Gizem

hyper-realistic face mask was

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

had managed to discover her secret in seconds

What a terrifying person!

me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there and then as she took a step

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

woman is way too mysterious. Her existence alone is a

I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied

a time,

could do

hit the wall behind her,

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched

toward her neck, all

a nervous wreck,

already had

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

covered her

and pried them away little by

written all over his face once he

at her

on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying

Gizem

in the eyes and

that note. “I had been in a coma, and unfortunately, I was caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my

was astounded

No wonder…

out and demanded,

hyper-realistic face

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