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!”

glory.” Samuel was emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career

Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do

whole time, Samuel was staring deep into

her eyes bore so much resemblance to that of

became all the

dare they make use of Kathleen to play me for

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

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

his palm on

his fingers gradually

startled

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed

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

is the only logical

she could make an

overwhelmed Gizem

mask was worth

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

managed to discover her secret in seconds just by touching

What a terrifying person!

Samuel’s hand away there and then as she

you don’t tell me your true

woman is way too mysterious.

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

a time, Samuel

could do was

her, and her heart

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched

moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear

nervous

Samuel had already had

might, he tore

Gizem covered her face with

hold of her hands and

written all over his face once

gaped at her with utter

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying

you quit staring?” Gizem was all choked

eyes and asked, “What

I was caught in the fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but couldn’t save my face. My master then let me wear this so that I won’t

story, Samuel was astounded to

No wonder…

and demanded, “Please give that

hyper-realistic

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