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!”

only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on

hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me! Don’t

whole time, Samuel was staring deep into her

eyes bore so much

that, Samuel became

dare they make use of Kathleen to play me

person behind your back is rather smart 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

you? With these average-looking facial features

palm

his fingers gradually toward

was startled by his

a sudden, Samuel’s fingers seemed to

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

expected, this is the only

finally understood how she could make

Gizem straight

mask was

folks could have noticed it that easily, even if

to discover her secret in seconds just by touching her

What a terrifying person!

shoved Samuel’s hand away there and then as she took a step

true

is way too mysterious.

nobody. I relied on my own to get

at a time,

Gizem could do was

her, and her heart skipped a

The wall was ice-cold.

Samuel pinched

fingers toward her neck, all ready

became a nervous wreck, screaming,

already had his fingers on the

he tore

her face

and pried them away little by

all over his face once

at her

cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying

staring?” Gizem was all choked

the eyes and

“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

was

No wonder…

and demanded, “Please give

handed the hyper-realistic face mask to

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