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 career on the line, isn’t that

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

time, Samuel was staring deep into

so much

became

use of Kathleen to play

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

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

palm on

then ran his fingers gradually

startled

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

are you disguising yourself as someone else?” came

expected, this is the

the dots, Samuel finally understood how she

overwhelmed Gizem straight

face mask

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

had managed to discover her secret in seconds just by touching her

What a terrifying person!

me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there

tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let you

too mysterious. Her

a nobody. I relied on my own to get into

step at a time,

could do

hit the wall behind her,

The wall was ice-cold.

Samuel pinched

her neck, all ready to tear

nervous wreck,

already had his

tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask

her face with

and pried

was written all over his face

at her

Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous

staring?” Gizem was all choked

the eyes and asked, “What

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 couldn’t save my face. My master then let me wear this so that I won’t get

Samuel was astounded

No wonder…

and demanded, “Please

hyper-realistic face mask to

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