Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

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!” “No guts, no glory.” Samuel was emotionless. “It’ll only be convincing enough once you lay your own career on the line, isn’t that so?” Flying off the handle, Gizem hollered, “No! This has nothing to do with me! Don’t you malign me!” The whole time, Samuel was staring deep into her eyes. Indeed, her eyes bore so much resemblance to that of Kathleen.

 

fool! “That person behind your back is rather smart if I must say,” commented 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 skills and wear her scent. All that just to entice me!” Gizem was trembling with rage. “Entice you? With these average-looking

 

how she could make an appearance in different places concurrently. Shock overwhelmed Gizem straight away. Her hyper-realistic face mask was worth a fortune. No common folks could have noticed it that easily, even if they had the chance to touch her face. Yet, Samuel had managed to discover her secret in seconds just by touching her face. What a terrifying person! “Hands off me!” Gizem shoved Samuel’s hand away there and then as she took a step back. Samuel let out a snort. “If you don’t tell me your true identity in this instance, I’ll never let you off the hook.” This woman is way too mysterious. Her existence alone is a threat! Gizem bit her lip. “Hehe… I’m merely an orphan, a nobody. I relied on my own to get

 

 

wreck, screaming, “No!” Alas, Samuel had already had his fingers on the seam. Exerting his might, he tore Gizem’s hyper-realistic mask apart. Immediately, Gizem covered her face with both hands. Samuel grabbed hold of her hands and pried them away little by little. Astonishment was written all over his face once he caught sight of

 

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 get drowned in self-abasement.” Hearing her story, Samuel was astounded to the core. No wonder… Gizem reached out and demanded, “Please give that back.” Samuel obediently handed the hyper-realistic face mask to her. Hanging her head low, she uttered, “Leave me.” Samuel cast one last gaze at Gizem before turning around to walk away. “Mr. Macari, it wasn’t me who had hired that group of people,” added Gizem placidly. “If there’s a need, I can always confront them.”

 

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