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!”

convincing enough once you lay your own career on the line,

has nothing

whole time, Samuel was staring deep into her

eyes bore so much

became all the

dare they make use of Kathleen to play me

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

“Entice you? With these

placed his palm on her

ran his fingers gradually toward

was startled

Samuel’s fingers seemed to have

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

is the only logical

dots, Samuel finally understood how she could

overwhelmed Gizem straight

face mask was

common folks could have noticed it that easily, even if they had the chance to touch

secret in seconds just by touching her

What a terrifying person!

away there and then as she took a step

snort. “If you don’t tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never

way too mysterious. Her existence alone

orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into the university. That’s

a time, Samuel approached

could do was step

hit the wall behind her, and her heart skipped a beat at

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched her

moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready

nervous wreck, screaming,

had already had his fingers on

he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

covered her face

of her hands and pried them away little by

was written all over his face once he

at

Gizem’s cheeks. It was

quit staring?” Gizem was all

in the eyes and asked,

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 me wear this so

story, Samuel was astounded

No wonder…

demanded, “Please give that

the hyper-realistic face mask to

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