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

This has nothing to do with me! Don’t you

Samuel was

bore so much resemblance to that

that, Samuel became

dare they make use of Kathleen to play me for

I must say,” commented Samuel coldly. “He didn’t arrange for someone who’s totally alike to Kathleen but

“Entice you? With these average-looking facial features

placed his palm on her delicate

fingers

startled by

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed

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

is the only

finally understood how she could make an

Gizem

mask was worth

that easily, even if they had

managed to discover her secret in seconds just

What a terrifying person!

hand away there and then

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

is way too mysterious. Her existence alone

orphan, a nobody. I relied on my

at a time, Samuel

could do was

hit the wall behind her, and her heart skipped

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel

his fingers toward her neck, all ready to

a nervous

Samuel had already had his fingers on the

might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

her face

of her hands and

over his face once he

at her with utter

were seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks.

Gizem

eyes and asked, “What happened to your

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 life but couldn’t

Samuel was

No wonder…

demanded, “Please give

obediently handed the hyper-realistic face mask

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