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!”

enough once you lay your

off the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me! Don’t

whole time, Samuel was

her eyes bore so much

became

Kathleen to play me for a

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 her

you? With these average-looking facial features

placed his palm on her delicate

his fingers gradually toward her

startled by

fingers seemed to have felt

disguising yourself as someone else?”

is the

dots, Samuel finally understood how she could make an appearance

overwhelmed Gizem straight

mask was

even if they had the chance to

secret in seconds just by

What a terrifying person!

hand away there and then as she took

tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll

woman is way too mysterious. Her existence alone is

merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my

a

Gizem could do

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

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel

toward her neck,

became a nervous

had his fingers on

his might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

her face with

grabbed hold of her hands and pried

face once

gaped at her with utter

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It

staring?” Gizem was all choked

Samuel stared her in the eyes and asked,

burn scars.” Gizem retracted 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

her story, Samuel was

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please give

hyper-realistic face mask

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