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

the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to

Samuel was staring deep

her eyes bore so much resemblance to that of

of that, Samuel became all the more

they make use of Kathleen

someone who’s totally alike to Kathleen but you

trembling with rage. “Entice you? With

placed his palm on

his fingers gradually

was startled

Samuel’s fingers seemed to have felt something

someone else?” came Samuel’s question in a

this is

Samuel finally understood how she could make an appearance

overwhelmed Gizem straight

hyper-realistic face mask was worth

it that easily, even if

managed to discover her secret

What a terrifying person!

away there and then as

don’t tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let you off

woman is way too mysterious. Her existence alone is

I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get into the university.

at a time, Samuel approached

Gizem could do was step

wall behind her, and her heart skipped a beat

The wall was ice-cold.

his hand, Samuel

then moved his fingers toward her neck, all ready to tear down her hyper-realistic

a nervous wreck, screaming,

had his fingers on

he tore Gizem’s

Gizem covered her face with both

hold of her hands and

was written all over his face

at her

were seen everywhere on Gizem’s cheeks. It was hideous

quit staring?” Gizem was

Samuel stared her in the eyes and

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

her story, Samuel was astounded to the

No wonder…

demanded, “Please

hyper-realistic face

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