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

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

Samuel was staring deep into her

eyes bore so much resemblance to that of

became all the more

Kathleen to play

smart if 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 made you copy her

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

placed his palm

ran his fingers gradually toward

was startled by

sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed

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

expected, this is the

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

overwhelmed Gizem

mask was worth

easily, even if they had the chance to touch her

her secret in seconds just by touching

What a terrifying person!

off me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there and then as she

tell me your true identity

mysterious. Her existence alone

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

a time,

could do was step

behind her, and her heart skipped a beat

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel

toward her neck, all

a nervous wreck,

had his fingers on

his might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

Gizem covered her face with both

hands and pried them away little by

over his face

gaped at her with utter

Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous

quit staring?” Gizem

stared her in the eyes and asked, “What happened to

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

her story, Samuel was astounded

No wonder…

reached out and demanded,

the hyper-realistic face mask

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