All Too Late

Chapter 317

 

 

 

Chapter 317 You Are Hurting Me

 

Perhaps, a person’s appearance and voice could be changed, but what about a person’s hand?

Especially when it’s the hand of a loved one.

Samuel grabbed her hand abruptly. “Who exactly are you?”

Gizem was startled. “Mr. Macari, are you okay?”

“I asked, who are you?” His grip tightened unthinkingly.

She frowned. “You’re hurting me.”

Upon hearing that, he instantaneously let go of her.

 

“Mr. Macari, I’m just a doctor. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Gizem was getting infuriated.

“Your cooking tastes like my wife’s,” he said frigidly.

His wife? Kathleen Johnson?

 

“I heard of what happened between you and your wife, but I only heard about it because I have to come here to treat your daughter.” Gizem was displeased. “I have no idea why our cooking tastes the same.”

Samuel remained silent.

After taking a deep breath, she added, “Mr. Macari, you might not like what I’ll say next, but your health condition is not great. I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult for you to recuperate. You should have more doctors to check on you. Otherwise…”

“Otherwise what?” he asked indifferently.

 

 

than three years to

on her heel

Samuel’s frown deepened.

with them longer,

Samuel, Desi and Eil were

 

 

to speak, but Eil signaled her not to

siblings went back to their

 

saying, “Even Daddy said that Dr. Zabinski’s cooking tastes similar

too, right?” Desi said excitedly, “She’s Mommy! She must be

at his overexcited sister, Eil said dispassionately, “What if she’s a

not a swindler.” She pouted in displeasure. “Have

remained indifferent. “Think about our daddy’s identity. Many women

Desi fell silent.

Mommy is still alive, would you choose

course.” Desi blinked. “But she is

realizing he could

did great last time when you discovered her curriculum vitae was fake. Can

seriously, “Desi, if I find out that she’s not Mommy, will you genuinely give up

that she’s not Mommy, I won’t

Remember what you said.” Eil patted her head.

she’s Mommy,

she is, then our family can

a really

is it?”

her arms and raised her chin smugly.

that answer.

that was a

in our house, it’s easy for us to take strands of

needs to have hair follicles, or else it

“Oh.” She nodded.

You should go

that I can’t

asleep, you have to go to bed

She nodded. “I’ll go to

retreating figure as

switched on his

result was the same as what he had found

who are related

on the bed,

already suspecting my identity? Just because of my cooking? Is my

some reason, a strange feeling was gnawing at

pondering for a while, she decided to

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