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

handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with

Samuel was staring deep into her

much resemblance

became

dare they make use of Kathleen to play me for

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 culinary skills and wear her scent. All that just to

you? With these average-looking facial features

his palm on

his fingers gradually toward her

was startled by

sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed

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

is

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

Gizem

face mask was worth

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

discover her secret in seconds just

What a terrifying person!

there

out a snort. “If you don’t tell me your true identity in this instance,

mysterious. Her existence alone is a

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

step at a time, Samuel approached

Gizem could do was

behind her, and her heart skipped a

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel pinched

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

nervous

had already had his fingers on

tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

covered her face with

hold of her hands and pried them away

all over his face

Samuel gaped at

on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and

staring?” Gizem was all choked

eyes and asked,

“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.

her story, Samuel was astounded to

No wonder…

and demanded, “Please give that

handed the hyper-realistic face

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