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!”

be convincing enough once you lay your

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

Samuel was staring deep into her

eyes bore so much resemblance to that

Samuel became all the more

make use of Kathleen to play

someone who’s totally alike to Kathleen but you with that pair of identical eyes.

you? With

placed his palm on her delicate

his fingers gradually toward

was startled by his

fingers seemed to

are you disguising yourself as someone else?” came

this is the only

dots, Samuel finally understood how she

overwhelmed Gizem

hyper-realistic face mask was

folks could have noticed it that easily, even

to discover her secret in seconds just by touching

What a terrifying person!

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

tell me your true identity

mysterious. Her existence alone

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

at a

Gizem could do

the wall behind her,

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched

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

a nervous wreck,

already had his fingers on

tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

covered her

hold of her hands and pried them away

over his face once he caught sight of Gizem’s

at

cheeks. It

staring?” Gizem

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. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but

was

No wonder…

out and demanded, “Please give that

hyper-realistic

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255