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!”

“It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own

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

was

so much resemblance

of that, Samuel became all the more

make use of Kathleen to play me

but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made you copy

“Entice you? With these average-looking

placed his palm on her

his fingers gradually

was startled

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to have felt

someone else?” came Samuel’s

expected, this is

dots, Samuel finally understood how she could make

overwhelmed Gizem

hyper-realistic face mask

have noticed it that easily, even if they had

managed to discover her secret in seconds

What a terrifying person!

there and then as she took a

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

too mysterious. Her existence alone is

I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to

a time,

could do was step

enough, her back hit the wall behind her, and her heart skipped a

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched

then moved his fingers toward her neck, all

nervous wreck, screaming,

had already had

he tore Gizem’s

covered her

grabbed hold of her hands and pried

his face once he

at her with utter

cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying to

Gizem was

eyes and asked,

fire at the hospital during that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but couldn’t save my

was astounded

No wonder…

and demanded,

the hyper-realistic face mask to

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