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!”

guts, no glory.” Samuel was emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on

the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has

time, Samuel was staring

bore so much

that, Samuel became

use of Kathleen to play me for a

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

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

placed his palm on her

then ran his fingers gradually

was startled

fingers seemed

yourself as someone else?” came Samuel’s

is the only

Samuel finally understood how she could make an appearance in

Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was worth

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

to discover her secret in seconds just by touching her

What a terrifying person!

Samuel’s hand away there and then as

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

too mysterious. Her existence

an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into the university.

a

do was step

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

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel pinched

toward her neck, all

a nervous

already had his fingers

his might, he tore

Gizem covered her face

her hands and pried them away little by

face once he caught sight

Samuel gaped at her with utter

Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous and

you quit staring?” Gizem

stared her in the eyes and asked, “What happened

her hands on that note. “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 life but couldn’t save my face. My master then let

her story, Samuel was astounded to

No wonder…

out and demanded, “Please

the hyper-realistic face

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