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 line,

This has

whole time, Samuel was

much

of that, Samuel became

of Kathleen to

someone who’s totally alike to Kathleen but you with that pair of identical eyes. He even made you copy her culinary skills

you? With these average-looking facial features

placed his palm on her

fingers gradually toward her

was startled by

of a sudden, Samuel’s fingers

someone else?” came Samuel’s question in a

this is the only logical

Samuel finally understood how she could make an

overwhelmed Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was

that easily, even if

had managed to discover her secret in seconds just

What a terrifying person!

hand away there and then as she took a

me your true

way too mysterious. Her existence alone is

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

a time,

could do was

wall behind her, and her heart skipped

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel pinched her

then moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear

nervous wreck, screaming,

had already had his fingers on the

might, he tore

her face

of her hands and pried them away little

all over his face once he caught sight of Gizem’s

Samuel gaped at

cheeks. It was hideous and horrifying to

quit staring?” Gizem was all

Samuel stared her in the eyes and

that period. I was nearly cremated alive. They saved my life but couldn’t save

was astounded to

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please

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