Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 332

Hand Over The Antidote Eil grew nervous when he heard his father say that. “Daddy, didn’t you say you know where Mommy is?” He sounded surprised. “Once we find Mommy, you’ll recover from your sickness. Isn’t that right, Daddy?” Samuel said nothing. The boy went on, “I heard from Grandma and Great-grandma that Mommy is an amazing doctor! She can surely heal you, Daddy!” He didn’t want Samuel to die. After all, he had a really deep bond with his father. It didn’t matter that outsiders considered Samuel to be cold-blooded and ruthless, because Eil knew that he was a good father. Samuel would agree to whatever nonsensical requests made by his two children. He would speak to them gently, and he never scolded them. Eil turned around and wrapped his arms around Samuel’s neck. Somehow, he wanted to cry. Samuel loved Eil and Desi equally. However, Eil was the older brother, and Desi was of poor health. More often than not, he couldn’t give them the same amount of attention. “Eil, you have to be a good old brother. Then, Daddy wouldn’t have to worry,” Samuel reminded the boy. “Okay!” Eil nodded firmly. “I’ll work hard so that I can share your burden. So, you have to get better, Daddy!” “Sure.” Samuel patted him lightly on the back. He knew that Eil and Desi were the greatest gifts Kathleen could ever give him. He also knew that he might not live to see the day Eil had a family of his own, or when Desi got married. He just hoped they could have a better, stabler life. Therefore, he had to get rid of all the dangers before leaving this world in peace.

Meanwhile, Gizem returned to the hospital. She had just entered the ward when Yareli charged in. “Gizem, I want you to leave Samuel!” Yareli glared daggers at her. “A woman like you, with such a questionable identity, doesn’t deserve to be by his side!” Gizem responded impassively, “Are you sick? I’m here as Desi’s doctor. Do you think I’m here to find love?” “Ha! A woman like you surely wants to climb up the ranks!” Yareli mocked her. “You may be able to fool others, but you can’t fool me!” “Don’t assume that other people are just as dirty as you,” Gizem sneered. “Anyone could see that Samuel is not interested in you one bit. What makes you think you can stand here and criticize me?” Yareli froze. “I’m more qualified than you to enter Florinia Manor,” Gizem retorted indifferently.

absolutely right. “And how are you qualified?” Yareli stepped forward. “You can say you’re a doctor, but you’re nothing more than a housekeeper with some medical skills! You’re a servant!” Gizem walked up to Yareli. She pinched the woman’s cheek and snorted, “Some medical skills, you say?” Yareli saw a chill flash across Gizem’s eyes. She proceeded to threaten, “I’m warning you, Gizem! I’m the daughter of the Yoeger family. If you dare to mess with me, I’ll

neck felt itchy. She reached an arm to scratch it. The itch then spread to her collarbone, and eventually her arms. Gizem snickered. “You!” Yareli bit her lip. “Just you wait!” She quickly went in search of a doctor. Gizem’s expression remained indifferent. Sure, I’ll wait! After interrogating Alice that day, Gizem had a hunch that the woman was under Yareli’s instructions. If the plan had been successful,

the doctors and nurses trying to stop Yareli from scratching her own skin. “Granny!” Yareli cried when she saw the old woman. Frances stepped forward to check on her, only to find trails of blood appearing on her granddaughter’s neck and arms. “What is this?” she frowned. “Gizem did this!” Yareli spat. “She fed me a pill, and then this happened! Granny, you have to avenge me!” Frances furrowed her brows. “Are there any grudges between you two?” In recent years, Frances didn’t quite trust Yareli