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 career on the

“No! This has nothing to do with

was staring deep into her

eyes bore so much resemblance to that

became all the

they make use of Kathleen to play

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

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

placed his palm on

fingers gradually

startled by

Samuel’s fingers seemed to

are you disguising yourself as someone else?” came Samuel’s question in a

this is

she could make

overwhelmed Gizem straight

face mask was worth a

even if they

Samuel had managed to discover her secret

What a terrifying person!

off me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there and

true identity in this instance, I’ll never

is way too mysterious. Her existence

I relied on my own to get into the

step at a time, Samuel approached

could do was step

the wall behind her, and her

The wall was ice-cold.

hand, Samuel pinched her

his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear down

became a nervous

already had his fingers on the

might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic

covered her

hands and pried them away little

written all over his face once he caught

at her with

cheeks. It was

staring?” Gizem was all

her in the eyes and asked, “What happened to your

some 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 then let me wear this so that I won’t

story, Samuel was

No wonder…

reached out and demanded, “Please give

the hyper-realistic face mask

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