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!”

emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own

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

whole time, Samuel was staring deep

much resemblance to that of

became all

make use of Kathleen to play me for a

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

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

placed his palm on

then ran his fingers gradually toward

was startled by his

sudden, Samuel’s fingers

someone else?” came Samuel’s question in a

this is the

finally understood how she could make an

Gizem

mask was

noticed it that easily, even

discover her secret in seconds just by touching

What a terrifying person!

there and

tell me your true identity

is way too mysterious. Her existence

an orphan, a nobody. I relied on

step at a time,

Gizem could do

her back hit the wall behind her, and her

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched her

her neck, all ready

became a nervous wreck,

had already had his

might, he tore Gizem’s

Gizem covered her face

grabbed hold of her hands and pried them away little by

all over his face once he caught sight

gaped at her with

seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks.

quit staring?” Gizem was all choked

the eyes and

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.

story, Samuel was

No wonder…

demanded, “Please

hyper-realistic

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