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.

 

 

have less than three years

that, she turned on her heel and

Samuel’s frown deepened.

I still want to be with them longer, but I guess fate is not giving me more time. That’s why I need to find Kathleen back. At least I’ll

to Samuel, Desi and Eil were

 

 

but Eil

in hand, the two siblings went

 

rested his chin on his hand, saying, “Even Daddy said that Dr. Zabinski’s cooking tastes similar

said

at his overexcited sister, Eil said dispassionately, “What if

pouted in displeasure. “Have

boy’s expression remained indifferent. “Think about

Desi fell silent.

alive, would you choose Mommy or her?”

blinked. “But she

he could not convince his sister

her curriculum vitae was

“Desi, if I find out that she’s not Mommy, will

as long as it’s proven that she’s

what you said.” Eil patted her

if she’s Mommy,

is, then our family can finally

there’s a really

is it?”

her arms and raised her chin

was taken aback by that answer. “Why didn’t I

that was a

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

it needs to have hair follicles, or

“Oh.” She nodded.

should

worry that I can’t sleep.” She

to go to bed so that your body

“I’ll go to

her retreating figure as she went

on his computer and searched

same as what

have to search for people who are related to Gizem then. If something is fishy, that’s

sat on the bed, checking her

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

reason, a strange feeling was gnawing at

pondering for a while, she

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